Quantum Bloom

Yeah, keep your mind on

the music.

Focus on

the movement, focus on the truth.

We were here before the ships,

they know the roots.

Mind on the music,

mind on the movement They try to wash away the history,

but they can't lose it Stand in our power,

we are not the foreign crew

Our roots go deep beneath the red,

white, and blue Mind on the music,

mind on the movement

They want to hide the books,

say we came across the sea But look at the ancient stone,

look at you and me Indigenous spirits,

empire of gold and clay We were the first of the land,

way before today Our ancestors watched the sails from the shore

Locked in a struggle,

we survived the silent war Keep the message loud,

hold the flame in your hand No more lies about our name,

we protect the land

Mind on the music,

mind on the movement They try to wash away the history,

but

they can't lose it

Stand in our power,

we are not the foreign crew

Our roots go deep beneath the red,

white, and blue

Mind on the music,

mind on the movement

Yeah, the message is the music.

The

music is the movement.

Remember

who

you are. (the first ones here)