Our Hearts - Antillectual

We are the poets who scream

Stumble and swear

We are the artists who paint

With black and gray

We shut the fuck up

And let our actions speak

We cheat on life

With five finger discount

This is a personal fight, this fight is personal

We embrace the night with adventure in our eyes

With fire in our hearts

Every silence that we break, every life that we reclaim

We seek for the beaches

Beneath the pavement*

We look for the forests

Behind the skyscrapers