Fleeing from our masters,
From our inevitable defeat,
Our only hope was north.
Trapped behind closed doors.
These doors were doors of paper,
Waiting to be broken through.
Chains broken,
Hearts open.
New life waiting,
Sun shining over all who walk the earth.
We had set out in darkness,
In the mid of the night.
To escape from abuse,
That caused us fright.
Some went north,
Some were caught.
Things are changing
Within this world.
We�re being accepted,
Secrets unfurled.
We were forced to go north,
Fear in our hearts,
Blood running cold,
As we ran for our lives.
We used to run,
To the north,
From the south.
We used to run,
But now we live.
