We are not ruins, mother, not yet –
Let us live, let us love,
Let us make history
Let us kiss ourselves into marble statues,
Kiss until we are mounted onto museum walls
And we will be a spectacle
Not the way you look at us, mother
Call us a tragedy
So we dance and make it a beautiful one
So we wake again when the earth is asleep
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 10:40 PM UTC
We are not ruins, mother, not yet –
Let us live, let us love,
Let us make history
Let us kiss ourselves into marble statues,
Kiss until we are mounted onto museum walls
And we will be a spectacle
Not the way you look at us, mother
Call us a tragedy
So we dance and make it a beautiful one
So we wake again when the earth is asleep
