~Hidden Beacons~

When the air is free to breathe,
we will come.

When there is no critical frown upon neighbors face,
we will reveal our own.

When it´s okay to stay and talk to trees,
When it´s okay to just stand still and be,
we will be there.

We are the ones,
holding our light though no-one seems to notice,
crying for humanity,
believing in tomorrow.

When the air is free to breathe,
we will arise
from every continent,
from every nation,
from every city.

You´ll see the light.
You´ll be part of it.

When the air is free to breathe,
we will come.