Verse
Tin roof dew on my bare feet
Cold concrete keeps the night's heartbeat
Water tower shadow leans on the wall
First taxi horn is the ancestors' call
Blanket smell of woodsmoke and rain
Kettle steam climbs the window pane
Streetlight dims where the sun starts to bleed
My hips wake up before my feet
Pre-Chorus
Can you feel the sky turning
Grey into gold on my skin
Something old is returning
Right where the morning begins
Chorus
Ancestors move at dawn
Through my spine, they carry on
Ancestors move at dawn
Feet find ground, the night is gone
Verse
Market stalls still wrapped in plastic sheets
Dust rises soft under waking feet
Rooster call folds into the beat
Grandmother's rhythm, my body repeats
Steam off the tar where the taxis wait
Horn line calling like a heartbeat's gate
Shoulders drop, my breath finds the drum
Old ones rise as the new light comes
Pre-Chorus
Can you feel the sky turning
Grey into gold on my skin
Something old is returning
Right where the morning begins
Chorus
Ancestors move at dawn
Through my spine, they carry on
Ancestors move at dawn
Feet find ground, the night is gone
Bridge
I don't chase the sun, I let it find me
Every step already written behind me
No clock, no rush, just the light on my chest
The ones who walked here never left
Chorus
Ancestors move at dawn
Through my spine, they carry on
Ancestors move at dawn
Feet find ground, the night is gone
