Estefan Testo

Testo Estefan

with hearts like hand grenades

and minds like concrete and steel

the thinnest of lines divide us

the most closed of minds confine us


the sound of a thousand screaming voices

should be some sort of threat

the sound of a thousand screaming voices

should be a sign that it's not dead yet



what happened to songs I used to lose my voice to

what happened to songs I used to have to beat my chest

through

what happened to songs that made me think

do you remember when the message mattered


the sound of a thousand screaming voices

should be some sort of threat

the sound of my screaming voice

should be a sign that I'm not dead yet



yes we're safe

safe from danger

because we've given up on the fact

that ideas are still dangerous

your mind is the most dangerous thing you have