Survival of the Clan

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah From the ice to the islands Listen up [Verse 1] Stockholm cold, but the hearts stay warm Iceland wind, we weather that storm Down in Melbourne, kids dream same dreams Cape Town sunrise, same blood in our veins Tokyo lights on a weekday rush Seoul trains hum, but we hush that fuss Moscow snow, but the pain feels same Cities different, still we share one name [Pre-Chorus] We been drawing up these borders in our heads Same sky, same stars overhead What we fighting for? Tell me what we dying for? [Chorus] Survival of the clan, not the toughest in the land But the ones who hold a stranger by the hand (yeah) From Sweden to the sand, from the Outback to Japan We decide what kind of humans we gon’ stand It’s survival of the clan, of the clan If you breathe like I breathe, you my fam (you my fam) Survival of the clan, of the clan We choose peace, that’s the plan [Verse 2] Africa drums in the market square Kids share shoes, still they learn to share Shanghai rain on the old stone street Different tongue, but the hurt feels deep Sydney waves and the surfers glide But the news still bleeds on the rising tide Saint Petersburg in the winter grey Still a grandma prays for a brighter day [Pre-Chorus] We been carving up the world into parts Same red river running through our hearts What we shouting for? Who we building hatred for? [Chorus] Survival of the clan, not the coldest with a brand But the ones who lift the fallen where they stand (hey) From Iceland to the sand, from Osaka to Sudan We decide what kind of future we command It’s survival of the clan, of the clan If you hurt like I hurt, you my fam (you my fam) Survival of the clan, of the clan We choose peace, that’s the plan [Bridge] Stand up Hands up No more enemies, only us Stand up Hands up (hands up) Every language learning “love” From the fjords to the favelas, say it loud From the steppes to the suburbs, say it proud If one child cries, that’s my fight Whole world tribe in the same spotlight [Chorus] Survival of the clan, not the hardest in the land But the ones who turn that trigger to an open hand From Sweden to the sand, from the Outback to Japan We decide what kind of humans we gon’ stand It’s survival of the clan, of the clan If you dream like I dream, you my fam (you my fam) Survival of the clan, of the clan We choose peace, that’s the plan (that’s the plan)