Keep the Fire Burning Low

Verse 1

My abuela woke me with a rhythm in her hands

Clap of the conga chasing dust across the sand

She said the clave lives where the midnight meets the shore

Some things you feel long before you understand

Chorus

Keep the fire burning low

Let the trumpet start to glow

Every step a hello

To the drum we've always known

Verse 2

Old men on the corner tap their feet for luck

Guitar strings humming like a river finding rock

I was born in the current of a hundred-year-old groove

Every heart I passed was beating to the same old clock

Chorus

Keep the fire burning low

Let the trumpet start to glow

Every step a hello

To the drum we've always known

Bridge

We came across the water with a song we couldn't lose

Half the words were broken but we sang them till they bloomed

Yeah we sang them till they bloomed

Chorus

Keep the fire burning low

Let the trumpet start to glow

Every step a hello

To the drum we've always known