Ancient Lullaby

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F                    Bb
Mist rising on the horizon
               F                                        C
Listenin' with my ears and listenin' with my eyes and
               Dm                                                  Am
Listenin' until we've ridden the mud from the parasite
                            Bb                                  C
Listenin' until our hearts start to glisten, realize
                            F                                       Bb
Share the vision and my rhythms and we'll melt the ice
                      F                                              C
Start sizzlin', spilling from the ceiling, bread dripping drizzling
          Dm                                      Am
Close to the broken-heart, them crushed in spirit
               Bb                          C
Redeem the soul of your servant
Seek his, pursue it
F
Keep the sparkle in your eyes
Bb
Oh you know, we're not gon die
F
Like flyin'
                  C                                     Dm
Soul times for the times when we'll stay unified
                    Am                                   Bb                              C
The eyes of Hashem are to the righteous and he hears their
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Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
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Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby ------------
            F                                                Bb
Jerusalem breathes, bringin' me ease from the Brooklyn squeeze,
         F                                           C
Dirty boppin' and a bring ya down to ya knees
               Dm                     Am
Track ya like a lion, leave me be
                                     Bb                                C
When they come with their disease to drag us into the street,
      F                                             Bb
My law's still pure, you can't take that from me,
           F                                     C
Three thousand years until this last century,
             Dm                               Am
Impossible to break the seal of the High Priest,
Bb      C                          F                                        Bb
Yo……… I say the branches on the trees gon bow to these
                   F
Swaying to the melodies
              C                                             Dm
Craving for the slaves to bring 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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