Ancient Lullaby

F                    Bb
Mist rising on the horizon
               F                   
Listenin' with my ears and 
                     C
listenin' with my eyes and
               Dm                  
Listenin' until we've ridden the 
                                Am
mud from the parasite
                            Bb     
Listenin' until our hearts start to
                             C
 glisten, realize
                            F      
Share the vision and my rhythms and
                                 Bb
 we'll melt the ice
                      F          
Start sizzlin', spilling from the 
ceiling, bread dripping drizzling
C

          Dm                   
Close to the broken-heart, them 
                   Am
crushed in spirit
               Bb                  
Redeem the soul of your servant
        C


Seek his, pursue it
F
Keep the sparkle in your eyes
Bb
Oh you know, we're not gon die
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F
Like flyin'
                  C                
Soul times for the times when we'll
                     Dm
 stay unified
                    Am       
The eyes of Hashem are to the 
                            Bb     
righteous and he hears their
                         C


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 (F   Bb)
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
(F   Bb)
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby 

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            F                      
Jerusalem breathes, bringin' me 
                          Bb
ease from the Brooklyn squeeze,
         F                         
Dirty boppin' and a bring ya down 
                  C
to ya knees
               Dm                  
Track ya like a lion, leave me be
   Am

When they come with their disease to
 Bb                                C
 drag us into the street,
      F                            
My law's still pure, you can't take
                 Bb
 that from me,
           F                       
Three thousand years until this 
              C
last century,
             Dm                    
Impossible to break the seal of the
           Am
 High Priest,
Bb      C                    
Yo……… I say the branches on the 
      F                            
trees gon bow to these
            Bb

                   F
Swaying to the melodies
              C                
Craving for the slaves to bring 
                             Dm
redemption please
                Am
I am you, you are me

                             Bb
No more leaders, we must flea
                              C
We want see God in our enemy,

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