Ancient Lullaby
Mist rising on the horizon
Listenin' with my ears and listenin' with my eyes and
Listenin' until we've ridden the mud from the parasite
Listenin' until our hearts start to glisten, realize
Share the vision and my rhythms and we'll melt the ice
Start sizzlin', spilling from the ceiling, bread dripping, drizzling
Close to the broken-heart, them crushed in spirit
Redeem the soul of your servant
Seek his, pursue it
Keep the sparkle in your eyes
Oh you know, we're not gon' die, like flyin'
Soul times for the times when we'll stay unified
The eyes of Hashem are to the righteous and he hears their
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
Jerusalem breathes, bringin' me ease from the Brooklyn squeeze
Dirty boppin' and ah bring ya down to ya knees
Trap ya like a lion, not gone, fi leave me be
When they come with their disease to drag us into the street
My law is still pure, you can't take that from me
Three thousand years until this last century
Impossible to break the seal of the High Priest
Yo, I say the branches on the trees gon' bow to these
Swaying to the melodies
Craving for the slaves to bring redemption please
I am you, you are me
No more leaders, we must flee
We want see God in our enemy
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
Listenin' with my ears and listenin' with my eyes and
Listenin' until we've ridden the mud from the parasite
Listenin' until our hearts start to glisten, realize
Share the vision and my rhythms and we'll melt the ice
Start sizzlin', spilling from the ceiling, bread dripping, drizzling
Close to the broken-heart, them crushed in spirit
Redeem the soul of your servant
Seek his, pursue it
Keep the sparkle in your eyes
Oh you know, we're not gon' die, like flyin'
Soul times for the times when we'll stay unified
The eyes of Hashem are to the righteous and he hears their
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
Jerusalem breathes, bringin' me ease from the Brooklyn squeeze
Dirty boppin' and ah bring ya down to ya knees
Trap ya like a lion, not gone, fi leave me be
When they come with their disease to drag us into the street
My law is still pure, you can't take that from me
Three thousand years until this last century
Impossible to break the seal of the High Priest
Yo, I say the branches on the trees gon' bow to these
Swaying to the melodies
Craving for the slaves to bring redemption please
I am you, you are me
No more leaders, we must flee
We want see God in our enemy
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Miller, Jonah David, Aaron Dugan
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