Roots & Rise

Yeah.

To the children,

to the elders.

Keeping the spark alive.

I walk the streets where the voices fade Where the hearts grow

cold but the dreams still stay People searching for the light we

lost Trying to heal the wounds,

no matter the cost Families broken,

but the roots still call Even a small seed can rise so

tall

We carry stories in the lines of our hands

Our future built from the love that stands

(we rise,

we rise)

We rise again, yeah,

we rise again

From the ashes of the days that could’ve been

We pass the fire to the youth behind

So they can build a world more kind (ooh yeah) Lost virtues

hiding in the noise outside But hope keeps knocking from the other

side

Together we rewrite the path ahead Raise the living,

honor the dead

Generations waiting for a brighter day

We lay the stones in the humble way

Love, respect — the keys we send

For the world they’ll build when our story ends

Unity is the rhythm,

love is the drum Hope is the fire that’s yet to come

We plant the peace we want to see

So our children live in harmony

Yeah, for the future.

Unity, always.