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Rhythm of the UK Soul 2 by Matty

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Rhythm of the UK Soul 2 by Matty - Reggae music cover art

Rhythm of the UK Soul 2

Reggae

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sunrise seeps through london's thickened air,
raindrops tap on pavement, no one's in despair,
red bus hums, a steady, rolling drum,
heartbeat caught up in the bass, the city's solemn hum.
from grey skies dragging heavy like a tired old coat,
to whispers of fresh green fields that buoy a hopeful note.
the steel and stone, where stories merge and blend,
a city's pulse from start to end.
ohhh, uk, catch the rhythm in your bones,
through drizzle and grit, through stones and thrones,
every corner, every lane sings its own song,
underneath this sky, together we belong.
(together we belong)
late night trains hum soft with a slow groove chime,
feet find the beat in moments skipping time,
crowds roar alive in football chants and cheers,
each voice a thread stitching tales through the years.
overhead the grey clouds wear a steady frown,
but fire burns deep in hearts that won’t back down.
from northern dales to coastal sands so wide,
the same pulse beats, we don't have to hide.
ohhh, uk, catch the rhythm in your bones,
through drizzle and grit, through stones and thrones,
every corner, every lane sings its own song,
underneath this sky, together we belong.
(together we belong)
raise a glass, let the rain soak through your skin,
smile cracked from joy, pain folded deep within.
each drop a memory, each breeze a tender call,
island voices rising, united through it all.
ohhh, uk, catch the rhythm in your bones!
through drizzle and grit, through stones and thrones!
every corner, every lane sings its own song!
underneath this sky, together we belong!
(together we belong!)
yeah, we stand as one beneath the shifting sun,
through storms and calm waves, our song’s never done.
hear that roaring heart, the lion's low refrain,
carrying on in the pulse of the uk’s rain.