[Poem: Brittney Spencer]
I long for a world
Where souls actively seek out the truth
And buy into something
Privilege could never afford
I long for the chance to exist
Free of society's silent plea
For me to explain and defend
My culture
My body
My worth
My own self
Are these things not deserving of the
Carefree
'Gone with the wind'
'I woke up like this'
Taste of freedom that
Privileged friends have always known?
Liberty coupled with fear of
Becoming another hashtag
Doеsn't feel like freedom at all
This don't feel like freedom at all

[Chorus: Brittney Spencer, Brittany Spencer & Will Reagan]
If we stop loving on our own tеrms
God will heal our wounds, God will heal our wounds
If we stop loving on our own terms
Grace will lead us home
Grace will lead us home

[Poem Pt. 2: Brittney Spencer]
I long for the day
When tokenism is deemed
Unacceptable, illegal, sinful
To the human psyche
A day where I can be me
And you can be you
A day when money and power
Don't pose as the ultimate threat
To human decency and dignity
But is instead used to
Level every playing field
A day when individuality is the
Dissonant chord that offers
New meaning, excitement and intrigue
I long for a world I may never see

[Chorus: Brittney Spencer, Brittany Spencer & Will Reagan]
If we stop loving on our own terms
God will heal our wounds, God will heal our wounds
If we stop loving on our own terms
Grace will lead us home
Grace will lead us home
If we stop loving on our own terms
God will heal our wounds, God will heal our wounds
If we stop loving on our own terms
Grace will lead us home
Grace will lead us home