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Grain in the Mill

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[male

vocals] (

Chale,

listen

to

the

rhythm

of

the

soul)

Eii,

the

wind

blows

cold,

but

the

spirit

stands

firm.

They

told

us

we

were

flour,

ground

down

to

the

bone

Sold

into

the

market,

left

standing

all

alone

Baked

in

the

fire,

they

thought

the

spirit

was

done

But

they

forgot

the

nature

of

the

rising

sun

I

am

not

the

powder,

I

am

not

the

dust

I

am

the

seed

hidden,

waiting

in

the

crust

Chale,

they

wanted

to

break

the

frame

But

they

couldn't

extinguish

the

inner

flame.

I’

m

not

lost

in

the

Babylon

system,

no

I’

m

a

grain

hidden

alive,

waiting

to

grow

Yahusua

Ataa

Nanugbo

is

not

in

the

sky

He

is

the

breath

in

the

seed,

never

asking

why

This

is

not

my

song,

this

is

my

storm

Rising

from

the

ashes

to

keep

me

warm.

My

family

left

me,

walked

out

of

the

door

I

was

searching

for

pieces

on

a

dusty

floor

But

in

the

silence,

I

found

the

truth

of

me

Growing

in

the

shadow

of

the

ancient

tree

Wonim?

The

grinding

is

just

a

place

to

start

A

transformation

living

deep

inside

the

heart

Oyiwa,

let

the

storm

wash

the

pain

away

I’

m

a

living

grain

finding

a

brand

new

day.

I’

m

not

lost

in

the

Babylon

system,

no

I’

m

a

grain

hidden

alive,

waiting

to

grow

Yahusua

Ataa

Nanugbo

is

not

in

the

sky

He

is

the

breath

in

the

seed,

never

asking

why

This

is

not

my

song,

this

is

my

storm

Rising

from

the

ashes

to

keep

me

warm. (

Weywey

weywey

weywey

weey)

That’

s

what

the

Lord

command (

Weywey

weywey

weywey

weey)

Planting

the

truth

in

the

sand (

Weywey

weywey

weywey

weey)

Rising

up

to

take

a

stand (

Weywey

weywey

weywey

weey)

With

the

power

of

the

land.

Grandpaa

Star,

reflect

to

awake

The

promises

made,

they

never

will

break

Even

when

the

mill

turns

and

the

pressure

is

high

I

look

to

the

horizon

and

I

reach

for

the

sky

Chop

life

with

wisdom,

keep

your

eyes

on

the

prize

Everything

you

needed

was

already

in

your

eyes.

I’

m

not

lost

in

the

Babylon

system,

no

I’

m

a

grain

hidden

alive,

waiting

to

grow

Yahusua

Ataa

Nanugbo

is

not

in

the

sky

He

is

the

breath

in

the

seed,

never

asking

why

This

is

not

my

song,

this

is

my

storm

Rising

from

the

ashes

to

keep

me

warm.

I

am

the

seed,

I

am

the

grain

Walking

through

the

sunshine

and

the

rain

Eii,

Grandpaa

Star,

keep

me

in

your

light

Everything

is

gonna

be

alright. (

Weywey

weywey

weywey

weey)

Stay

strong,

chale. (

Weywey

weywey

weywey

weey)

We

rise. (

Weywey

weywey

weywey

weey)

Stay

strong,

chale. (

Weywey

weywey

weywey

weey)

We

rise.

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