The story gets told, as the wind turns cold, I begin to shudder
Sitting at my desk, heart sink into my chest, I can feel it flutter
Think I hear my Ancestors
We walk the same path as our Elders, the spirit never left us,
I went looking for some answers, I found Lessons
By the riverbed, my reflection
Steadman guide to direction
this to my connection
The back, blessing,
gonna to convey the message
I can feel presence, question
spirit not to be messed with
HOOK
I know can hear now
I know can see now
I know can feel now
I know with now
show the way…
VERSE
been times, I got sign, that’s
Why I’m, able to shine, stay my grind, ay
Life ay, confined, Monday to
Criticised, Pay mind, to they might say,
I hear call, come from the fireplace
9AM in the morn’, wake Bright Day,
I pride in these high, spi4rited words,
The time, tick the clock, my mind, as bird,
And it’s like that, Karma Right tell the
Mic’s At, bout Cotton farm, tell bout your
Buy Politicickin putting up then we
the Country would care about the
Traps, Celebrate our people, Celebrate
unlearn Evils, from the
come to Family, Gadigal
Country, call it Ground Zero,
Every single crime bloody and gory,
Policy can tear all apart in its glory,
80, 000 years, story,
It’s Ours to one telling’ it for me,
Nothin saying tracks are new, we
we each have to do
Learn past at that’s cause
these rivers they lead back to you