Whispered Ignition

in the sunbaked hills of jamaica's heart late 60s fire where the struggle starts voices rise like the morning tide against the chains that the oppressors hide lost our roots run deep in the red earth soil echoes of freedom in every toy from kingston streets to the countryside call a rhythm born to heal to lift us up oh feel that the worries fade oh fire burning bright in the soul spirituality in this island we all belong let the worries fade one drop rhythm in the shade we wait rebellion song in this island pose we all belong oh it's quite out alkaline's raw positives bubbles opening heaven's door drums heartbeat steady syncopated great prominent breeze washing away the pain well i love fire burning bright in the soul spirituality in this island we all belong oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh