Cifras
Ancient Lullaby

Tono: B

Introducción:

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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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                         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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