(Verse 1)
We are poems written in different shades of dawn
Sunlight translated on varied skin tones
But the language beneath is ancient and shared
A quiet, steady rhythm—“someone once cared”
(Verse 2)
The earth never labeled the hands that it held
Never whispered “separate” where the rivers all meld
Mountains don’t question the color of feet
They just echo the steps of whoever they meet
(Chorus)
We breathe the same sky without asking permission
Hearts don’t beat in divided conditions
If there is a border, it lives in the mind
A line someone drew that we memorized
(Bridge)
History lingers like smoke in the air
Yes, it matters—it’s real—it’s heavy—it’s there
But even the fire had a spark at the start
Not in our blood, but in taught-apart hearts
(Outro)
And maybe one day we’ll unlearn the frame
And remember we never were different in name