Ancient Love

This is a simplified version of how to play this song. Nahko has some sweet licks he uses for this song but this is the beginners version. :) Hard earned lines, on these hands of mine Calloused by the times, my ancestors were right Generations live, and generations die We will surpass the last, in all we do and realize It is ancient love, rooted sprouting up On the wind, all things must begin We are almost home, and we reach it we will know Communities of color are communities of hope Betrayal is hard to get past, my mother outta know Broken beated people alive and full of strain Inner city nomads are allies on the way It is ancient love, rooted sprouting up On the wind, all things must begin We are almost home, and we reach it we will know Truth my pack my burden, a load I often drive The heaviness of wisdom, the weight upon my back Look at how we've hungered and each in of our own Struggle I am grateful for loss from which I've grown It is ancient love, rooted sprouting up On the wind, all things must begin We are always home, and we understand it shows It is ancient love, rooted sprouting up On the wind, all things must begin We are always home, and we understand it shows