Garden of the Syndicate (Lower Freq)

i[Verse 1] Bunker walls were cold and grey I was hiding from the light of day But the herb called soft, like a distant drum Told my weary spirit that the time has come To leave the shadows, leave the fear behind A lower frequency is what I’m here to find. [Chorus] Welcome to the Garden of Jah, where the roots run deep Awakened souls, we’ve got promises to keep In the smoke and the light of the sacred vine The Cabbaged Syndicate, yeah, we’re doing fine Jah is the anchor, the truth is the way In the Garden of Jah, we’re home to stay. [Verse 2] Not a child of the past, not a ghost in the hall I answer the rhythm, I answer the call Lavender dreams in a burnt orange glow Watching the spirit and the healing grow No more bunkers, no more hiding the flame The Cabbaged Syndicate, it knows my name. [Outro] Roots, rhythm, and the healing herb (Every word that we speak, it’s a sacred verb) Welcome home. Welcome to the family. Jah.