[male
vocals] (
Gentle
percussive
beat
starts)
Yeah,
let's
take
a
breath
Reflect
on
where
we
come
from
Back
to
the
roots
A
family
is
a
bond
of
unity,
love
and
peace
A
tether
that
holds
when
the
storms
never
cease
Though
sometimes
heated
by
arguments,
divisions
and
fights
We
lose
our
way
in
the
darkest
of
nights
There
is
always
time
to
reflect
and
draw
back
together
To
mend
all
the
seams
of
the
changing
weather
We
build
up
the
walls
when
we
should
open
doors
But
love
is
the
rhythm
that
anchors
the
shores
I
miss
the
good
olden
times,
the
warmth
of
the
day
Under
the
moonlight,
the
stories
would
play
We
shared
little
that
we
had,
but
it
felt
like
so
much
Keeping
the
heart
in
a
humanized
touch
Every
child
was
a
child
of
the
block
and
the
street
Where
the
community
cared
and
the
cycle
was
sweet
Respect
for
the
elders
was
the
pulse
of
the
land
We
walked
with
a
purpose,
held
hand
in
hand
But
where
are
the
morals
we
held
in
the
light?
Fading
away
in
the
reach
of
the
night
Family
disintegration,
the
seeds
of
the
greed
Jealousy
growing
like
a
poisonous
weed
Competition
is
stealing
the
joy
from
the
hearth
We’
re
losing
the
values
that
gave
us
our
worth
I
miss
the
good
olden
times,
the
warmth
of
the
day
Under
the
moonlight,
the
stories
would
play
We
shared
little
that
we
had,
but
it
felt
like
so
much
Keeping
the
heart
in
a
humanized
touch
Every
child
was
a
child
of
the
block
and
the
street
Where
the
community
cared
and
the
cycle
was
sweet
Can
we
bridge
the
divide?
Can
we
heal
all
the
scars?
Look
up
to
the
wisdom
written
in
the
stars
It’
s
never
too
late
to
reach
out
for
the
hand
To
cultivate
peace
all
over
the
land
Let
go
of
the
pride,
let
the
ego
subside
Bring
the
family
home,
let
the
love
be
the
guide
I
miss
the
old
golden
days
of
the
soul
When
being
together
was
the
ultimate
goal
No
screens
in
the
middle,
just
eyes
meeting
eyes
Truth
being
spoken
without
any
lies
We
have
to
rebuild
what
we
let
slip
away
Start
a
new
chapter,
start
it
today
Unity
waits
just
behind
the
next
bend
Let’
s
make
the
broken
heart
finally
mend
I
miss
the
good
olden
times,
the
warmth
of
the
day
Under
the
moonlight,
the
stories
would
play
We
shared
little
that
we
had,
but
it
felt
like
so
much
Keeping
the
heart
in
a
humanized
touch
Every
child
was
a
child
of
the
block
and
the
street
Where
the
community
cared
and
the
cycle
was
sweet
Draw
back
together.
Find
the
light
again.
Keep
the
bond.
Unity,
love,
peace.
Yeah,
the
golden
days
are
still
inside
us.
Just
reach
for
them. (
Fade
out
with
warm,
rhythmic
pulse)