Ancestors in the Bassline (wersja 2)

Verse

Tin roof humming, water tank shakes

Bass climbs the ladder my grandmother made

Corrugated iron, moonlight and rust

Every rivet holding the hum in trust

Rooftop washing line swaying slow

Speaker stack glowing three floors below

Sternum catching what the subwoofer throws

Old breath moving through my elbows

Pre-Chorus

Something climbs the water pipe

Rattling in the dark

Feel it landing in my chest

Waking up the spark

Chorus

Ancestors in the bassline

Ancestors in the bassline

Riding low, riding slow

Ancestors in the bassline

Verse

Taxi rank silent, gate locked tight

Speaker cone still warm from tonight

Steel drum echo where the choir once stood

Same low frequency in my blood

Stairwell concrete, painted number nine

Grandfather's footsteps keeping time

Every floor a room they used to fill

Bass in the walls, they're dancing still

Pre-Chorus

Something climbs the water pipe

Rattling in the dark

Feel it landing in my chest

Waking up the spark

Chorus

Ancestors in the bassline

Ancestors in the bassline

Riding low, riding slow

Ancestors in the bassline

Bridge

I am the tin that carries the sound

I am the wire, I am the ground

Every low note finds its way home

Nobody dances, nobody's alone

Chorus

Ancestors in the bassline

Ancestors in the bassline

Riding low, riding slow

Ancestors in the bassline