Still startled by the echoes of the cannons
They are frozen reminiscence
There's room for us to grow

With borders so fluid with the current

Unravel on by one

This surface resolution
Enrooted in affectation
Rituals of obligation


Empty our hearts to a home
An indissoluble ground

Obligated to each other
Making space in ourselves
There's room for us to grow

A place for us to call our own