Cornerstone Bloom

[Verse 1]
That pothole deep where the moonlight lean, a memory still sweet.
Mi used to trace the bassline's keen, from the sound system's old heartbeat.
Old man Bucky seh, "Son, these roots run deep, no concrete can defeat."
The stories whisper while the shadows creep, down by our dusty street.

[Chorus]
Oh, Cornerstone Bloom, deh where the music used to grow,
From sun-baked ground to the sweet echo.
Cornerstone Bloom, the love we planted long ago,
Still rising slow, through every wind that blow.

[Verse 2]
The breadfruit tree still shade the block, where children used to climb.
A scratchy record, a ticking clock, frozen in timeless rhyme.
A laughter ripple, a whispered talk, surviving passing time.
This sacred ground, this steady rock, a future in its prime.

[Chorus]
Oh, Cornerstone Bloom, deh where the music used to grow,
From sun-baked ground to the sweet echo.
Cornerstone Bloom, the love we planted long ago,
Still rising slow, through every wind that blow.

[Bridge]
They try to pave the history, with cold new asphalt bright.
But beneath the surface, mi guarantee, our spirit holds its light.
Like a yam vine clinging stubbornly, through longest, hardest night.
Our connection keeps us eternally, a beacon burning bright.

[Chorus]
Oh, Cornerstone Bloom, deh where the music used to grow,
From sun-baked ground to the sweet echo.
Cornerstone Bloom, the love we planted long ago,
Still rising slow, through every wind that blow.

[Outro]
Yeah, Cornerstone Bloom, forever true,
Mi heart still beat right here with you.