This sound is the soundtrack of a movie that I believe came out before I did, which makes it close to a decade old. Back then, I didn’t see a ton of marketing for the only hype there was, it was on the song, since it was by Miley Cyrus. It was my first time seeing any kind of representation, and it was a powerful experience. Being from an island, I didn’t grow up around representation. The only idea I had was gay guys, not even lesbians, which, when writing it down, sounds dumb of me, but it’s true.
It was the opposite, really, for a long time, being queer, like many places would send you to prison. I Googled it since I knew it wasn’t that long ago. Sadly, I was right; it became legal in 1973. The progress started in the 2010s. I don’t want to be political, but sexual and gender laws started to pass when there was a change in government. Wow, this post is turning into LGBTI+ history.
The year I have stamped in my head is 2016, when gender laws and the ban on conversion therapy were placed. That law saved a lot of lives, including mine, because without the resources, I wouldn’t have been able to cope with life. Look at me, I went from wanting to tell you how wholesome which it is, and it’s based on a true story. However, I ended up talking about my country’s history, which in return makes it my history, so it’s up to me to stand for it.
Hands of Love Lyrics:
When the white flag sails, covered in streaks of blood
There’ll be an endless sea, of us rising up
And the preacher man, and the preacher’s son
Will stand arm in arm, just like everyone
Me longing to be free, I won’t let you fade away
We shed so many dreams, I’ll let them fade away
In the hands of love, we carry on
Stronger than we started
Be ashamed of the trail behind us
Wicked is the blinded
Who we are comes to life, yeah
Who we are comes to life
When the water spills, the glass will break
It drips like tears, running up your face
And the hounds will cry, for the dance of war
But the sons of joy, their victory will soar
Me longing to be free, I won’t let you fade away
We shed so many dreams, I’ll let them fade away
In the hands of love, we carry on
Stronger than we started
Be ashamed of the trail behind us
Wicked is the blinded
Who we are comes to life, yeah
Who we are comes to life
Me longing to be free, I won’t let you fade away
In the hands of love, we carry on
Stronger that we started
Be ashamed of the trail behind us
Wicked is the blinded
Who we are comes to life, yeah
Who we are comes to life
We come alive
We come alive
We come alive
We come alive
We come to life
Own Hands:
For the ones
Who had no hands to hold
Yet still the courage
To move it on their own
For us to be able to move somewhere
Where self-strength can be built
Alex