Calling all angels and ancestors, oh
We seem to be, oh, of a lost race
Calling all angels and ancestors, oh
We seem to be, oh, from a forgotten place
Is faith the only thing that will save me from
This pool I'm drowning in
Oh, confusion, leave me be
Blinding me from who I was born to be
Go and go, go and go, go and go
To where the ancestral waters flow
Grow and go, go and go, go and go
To where the ancestral waters flow
Go and go, go and go, go and go
To where the ancestral waters flow
Calling all angels and ancestors, oh
We seem to be, oh, from a forgotten place
Calling all angels and ancestors, oh
And further we go
Go and go, go and go, go and go
We all go
To where the ancestral waters flow
Is faith the only thing that will save me from
This pool I'm drowning in
Oh, confusion, leave me be
Blinding me from who I was born to be
Calling all angels and ancestors, oh
We seem to be, oh, of a lost race
Calling all angels and ancestors, oh
Is it that we've all come from a forgotten place?
Joined by musicians from Venezuela, London, and Paris, the bassist creates a vibrant picture of Venezuela’s musical landscape, and the people and communities that keep it alive. Bandcamp Album of the Day Oct 22, 2020