With the Wind on Our Faces

We conquered with tongues and where we came from, said we are strong
But I was too young, I was dreaming life away
We woke up to pray with the wind in our faces, drunk on our greatness
But I was too young, I was living separated
We took to the streets carved the word on our feet, is it truth that we bring?
But I became changed from the things that I could see there
Saw a room full of sons and daughters unloved, reaching out for someone to come
pick them up
But I was too young they could have grown up next to me then
I felt the wind in the trees above chains around feet, but I could not breathe
With all of the hurt that was buried like a seed there
Saw a hideous frame for a girl with a name, but in that moment we sang, «You are a pearl»
And I became changed I could look her in the face now
I could look her in the face now
I could look her in the face now
I could look her in the face now
I could look her in the face now
I could look her in the face now
I could look her in the face now
I could look her in the face now
I could look her in the face now