Searching

Searching, searching

Yes, my bredrin and all my sistren

This is Roots and the Gun from Kingston, Jamaica

And everything you see going on in the world

Sometimes is an illusion they create

Hiding from eternity, hey

Children, search in yourself, hey

Inside your temple

Some seek for fame and some seek for fortune

Some just wanna be the next one to voice a big tune

Some seek release and some seek for control

Jah Jah love is higher than silver and gold

And blessed are the humble and blessed are the meek

The things I speak and the truth I seek

Never make me weak

And blessed are the poor

Jah Jah love, I'll be sure

But child, look up, your pay day gonna be at your front door

Oh, oh, oh

Searching, searching

Searching, searching

Some of them gone on Mars and Moon

Searching, searching

And one day, one day, they'll be found dead

And me say some have aspirations of governing your nation

Shock them with vibration, earthquake, lightning combination

Analyzing data with a technology

Jah give man the earth, sea and stars, higher being, yeah

Some seek stability and some variety

Some of them calm as a lamb and some of them a menace to society

Some of them so cold, them run the North Pole

Jah Jah love is higher than them silver and gold

Oh, oh, oh

Searching, searching

Want them to know

Searching, searching

Some of them run to the hills

Searching, searching

Hills gonna be burning, burning

I know I see them a-run, watch them a-hide, oh

I know them searching, but the truth is inside

See them a-go, them fly, gone sky high

What them a-go do now, when the river run dry?

I know we're searching for soul satisfaction

See Babylon, them a-tumble like a domino, oh no

My premonition, I watch every action

Now fi catch you lies and illusion, oh, oh

Searching, searching

Searching, searching

Ricky music make your soul free, children

Searching, searching

Open your eyes and look, open your mind and look

Searching, searching

Nuff of them run to the hills, ha

Searching, searching

Hills gonna be burning

Searching, searching

Rocks will be melting, come on

Let God go

Nuff of them rocks gonna be melting, come on, Jah

And in the children's eyes

That's where the fire rise

That's where your fire resides, come on, hey, hey

And in the children

That's where your fire rise

And in your children's hearts, in your eyes

That's where the love will shine

So children, search in yourself

Children, search in yourself, yeah

Come on and search inside yourself, yeah

Inside your temple, Jah reign