AMALA - KESHO (I Will Be Morning) | Deep Afro Soul

Before the sun, there is a promise. A road of gold across the dark — and a voice that says: I am still here. KESHO — a Swahili word for "tomorrow." The night my ancestors prayed through became the morning in my hands. What was given to me, I carry forward — and pass down the line. ✦ ✦ ✦ LYRICS Kesho, kesho I hear it calling low Kesho, kesho Beyond the night I know Kesho, kesho A road of gold appears Kesho, kesho I am still here Yesterday left stones in my chest I carried them alone I washed my face in a tired breath Far from the place called home I have lost more than I can name I have cried without a sound But under the ash, under the shame A waiting light was found And if the night is not over I will not close my hands Somewhere beyond the horizon The future learns to stand Kesho, kesho — tomorrow calls my name Kesho, kesho — I carry forward the flame Kesho, kesho — from broken ground I rise Kesho, kesho — I will be morning for the ones after me Ancestors I never knew Prayed me through the dark Their empty bowls, their wounded songs Became my beating heart They dreamed a road they could not walk They held a hidden light Now I lift it in my hands And give it to the night For my children, for the ones Whose names I may not see I plant my breath in tomorrow's soil And call it destiny What was a prayer in their sorrow Is breathing in my bones I was the hope they borrowed Now I will lead it home The darkest hour does not bury me It teaches my eyes how far they can see I am not finished, I am not gone I am still breathing, before the song I rise with the names behind me I rise with the hands before I rise for the hearts beside me I rise, and I become more I am the answer they were praying I am the road they could not see I am the promise moving forward I am the future breaking free No, the wound did not leave me No, the night did not win I take the first light in my body And pass it on again Kesho, kesho — I am still here, I remain Through every loss and every rain Kesho, kesho — my hands are open wide I will be morning for the ones after me Soft on the road ahead Gold where the tears were shed Their light was never mine I pass it down the line Kesho, kesho ✦ ✦ ✦ Feel. Remember. Rise. #afrosoul #deepafrosoul #worldmusic #spiritualmusic #newmusic