THE HANDS OF THE IMMIGRANT DAUGHTERS

what do you know of the Immigrant Daughters?
what have you heard of them?
i hear the ruckus they start at night
i hear the laughter and playful fights
the blasting of heavy metal coming from their rooms at night

i hear the soft whispering through pillows
they are starting a revolution, i hear
i hear that Immigrant Daughters are working with their hands
they’re creating magic and music in their rooms
they’ve had years of experience you see
of carrying the weight of their families on their hands

now, i hear they’re using those very hands to craft mountains
on those, they will stand tall
Immigrant Daughters are joining hands
and with those, they will revolt