[TITLE: When the World Was Young] [STYLE: Tribal Reggae Broadway | African + Jamaican Fusion] [MOOD: Reflective → Curious → Uneasy → Uplifting] [BPM: 90 | 4/4] [INTRO] Come sit close — the fire burns strong, Before the flood, before the wrong. Before the bite, before the tongue Bent truth aside when the world was young. Flame burned bright where dawn had sprung, Rock stood firm where roots were hung. Cycle turned where rivers run, House made room for everyone. And through that world on golden wing, Bee Righteous watched most everything. No crown, no throne, no battle won — Just wings that flew when the world was young. [VERSE 1] The Garden breathed, the branches swung, No fear had formed, no war begun. Then flowers rose beneath the sun, A thousand colors joined as one. Flame saw paths where none had run, Rock held ground beneath the sun. Cycle watched what came undone, House made space for what might come. Bee hovered low, his question hung: “What do these flowers need from some?” [PRE-CHORUS] Beyond the leaves another heard, A quiet breath, a tilted word. No claws appeared. No warning rung. Just something watching when the world was young. [CHORUS] 🎶 Sing the dawn where life begun! Where Bee Righteous flew beneath the sun! 🎶 🎶 Flame burned bright and Rock held strong, Cycle turned and House belonged! 🎶 🎶 Hear the wings and hear the drum — We walked in wonder when the world was young! 🎶 [VERSE 2] No horns, no fire, no iron tongue. He moved where careful doubts were hung. He made a want feel rightly won. He made restraint look overdone. He never forced what hearts had spun. He only waited for choice to come. Bee heard the drift beneath the song, The way one word could bend the wrong. He could not choose what hearts would do, But still he watched the whisper move. [BRIDGE] So Bee flew low where petals hung, Through golden dust and morning sun. From bloom to bloom his work was done, A simple task beneath the sun. No thunder cracked. No darkness spun. The Garden breathed. The rivers run. But somewhere low the serpent knew: A choice was coming into view. [FINAL CHORUS] 🎶 Shout the dawn where life begun! Where Bee Righteous flew beneath the sun! 🎶 🎶 Flame burned bright and Rock held strong, Cycle turned and House belonged! 🎶 🎶 The serpent watched, the whisper hung, But still no hand had chosen wrong! 🎶 🎶 Let Eden glow! Let rivers run! Act One is waking with the sun! 🎶 🎶 Come walk with Bee, the thread begun — Back to the days when the world was young! 🎶 [OUTRO] The flowers opened. Bee did what he was made to do. The serpent watched. No one had fallen. When the world was young.
