Reggae music ft. Indie

Verse 1

Early sun hits the harbor wall

I saw old Moses mending the net

His hands are leather

Heavy with salt and some deep regret

Salt air stinging

Thinking on everything he said yesterday

Chorus

Heard it from the neighbors down the lane

Heard it through the rattle of the rain

Listen to the wisdom

Listen to the warning

Listen to the life they lived before

Oh they talk

The old ones talk

Post-Chorus

Talking talking

Watching them walking

Oh yeah

Roots run deep

Verse 2

Sitting on a wooden crate

Dusty shoes on the red clay earth

The carpenter leaned in

Measured a man for what he’s worth

Not by silver

By how much heavy lifting he can stand

He builds houses

He builds fences

He builds spirits with his bare hands

Young boys running past the stall

They don't hear a single word at all

Chorus

Heard it from the neighbors down the lane

Heard it through the rattle of the rain

Listen to the wisdom

Listen to the warning

Listen to the life they lived before

Oh they talk

The old ones talk

Post-Chorus

Talking talking

Watching them walking

Oh yeah

Roots run deep

Bridge

Under the mango tree shadow

Where the truth sits long and quiet

Waiting for a soul to notice

Waiting for a mind to hear it

Waiting for the clock to slow down

Verse 3

Sun sinks low behind the ridge

The market women pack up the spice

Sister Mary waved her hand

Offering me a bit of advice

Keep your head up

Keep your heart soft as summer bread

She remembered my name

She remembered my face

She remembered everything we said

Chorus

Heard it from the neighbors down the lane

Heard it through the rattle of the rain

Listen to the wisdom

Listen to the warning

Listen to the life they lived before

Oh they talk

The old ones talk

Outro

Walking through the village square

Words are hanging in the air

I am listening

Still listening

Yeah

Talk on

Talk on