Strolling in the Moonlight Album

Strolling in the Moonlight

The moon pour silver on di restless sea,
Soft waves dem whisper ancient prophecy.
Barefoot prints fade where di tide dem roam,
Two shadowed hearts, tonight feel like home.
Palm trees sway like dem know our name,
Stars lean closer, nothing stay di same.

Di night hold still, like time get shy,
Every breath a prayer, drifting by and by.

We strolling in di moonlight, hand in hand,
Love write itself upon di sand.
Every step a promise, warm and true,
Di ocean hum a song just for me and you.
Strolling in di moonlight, souls align,
Two hearts dancing in di hush of time.

Your eyes reflect di lantern of di sky,
Gal, you shine like truth that cyaan tell lie.
Salt in di air, sweetness on your skin,
Universe smile, let di blessing in.
Drums of di deep beat slow and low,
Echo of ancestors feel what we know.

Di world feel far, like a distant flame,
All that matter now is calling your name.

We strolling in di moonlight, hand in hand,
Love write itself upon di sand.
Every step a promise, warm and true,
Di ocean hum a song just for me and you.
Strolling in di moonlight, souls align,

Two hearts dancing in di hush of time.
From di shores of love, we’ll never stray,
Underneath di stars, we find our way.
With every heartbeat, in rhythm we flow,
Nature’s symphony, let di music grow.

So let the tide sing, let di breeze play fine,
As we keep strolling, your heart’s in mine.
In di glow of di night, our love will stay,
Strolling in di moonlight, forever our way.

Kingston Heartbeat

Mawnin’ light touch di harbor so sweet,
Blue Mountain breeze drift down every street,
Taxi man a laugh, say “Where yuh waan go?”
Life start early when di trade winds blow.
From Coronation Market colors so bright,
Fresh fruit pile up in di golden sunlight,
People dem smiling though di day get hot,
Kingston spirit — give thanks fi what we got.

Oh Kingston, yuh heartbeat strong,
Every likkle corner sing a song,
From di hills to di seaside foam,
Inna Kingston, everybody feel at home.
Yeah, rhythm in di pavement, love inna di air,
Kingston so rich, no place can compare,
When di sunset paint di sky crimson gold,
Kingston story forever bold.

Music rise up from a yard nearby,
Reggae notes float to di open sky,
Drum and bass mek yuh soul feel free,
Island vibration — pure unity.
History whisper through Hope Road way,
Legends leave echoes dat still wanna play,
Beneath di stars, we gather round tight,
Singing dem songs till di morning light.

Oh Kingston, yuh heartbeat strong,
Every likkle corner sing a song,
From di hills to di seaside foam,
Inna Kingston, everybody feel at home.
Yeah, rhythm in di pavement, love inna di air,

Kingston so rich, no place can compare,
When di sunset paint di sky crimson gold,
Kingston story forever bold.

See di children laugh, in di rain they dash,
Every day’s a celebration, no need to clash,
Hand in hand, we dance inna di street,
Kingston heartbeat make di life feel complete.

Through di laughter and di tears, we stand tall,
Kingston make us one, man, woman, and all,
Feel di pulse of di city, in every beat,
With di reggae vibes, life taste so sweet.

Yeah Mon, let di music flow,
Keep Kingston vibratin', let di whole world know,
From di harbor to di hills, we stand together,
With Kingston heartbeat, we go on forever.

Jamaican Breeze

Sunrise spilling gold on the water so blue,
Barefoot on the sand, got nothing to prove.
Conch shells calling like a morning prayer,
Palm trees swaying secrets in the island air.
Coffee strong, laughter light,
Every face glowing in the morning light.
No rush, no race, no heavy plan,
Time moves slower in Jamaican land.

Life is sweet in the Jamaican breeze,
Salt on my skin, sun through the trees.
From Jamaican Breeze to warm sand,
Love runs free across the islands, man.
We laugh, we dance, we give thanks daily,
Living good, standing in the Jamaican Breeze, baby.

Radio playing that old-time tune,
Steel drums dancing with the moon.
Every heartbeat keeping time,
With the ocean’s ancient rhyme.
Friends gather 'round, lift our voice, sing,
Every moment here feels like a blessing.
With every note, we release our cares,
Melodic waves washing over, life repairs.

Boats rocking gentle in the harbor bay,

Kids splashing dreams where the dolphins play.
Fish fry smoke on a Friday night,
Stories and songs till the stars ignite.
The sound of laughter, a rhythmic beat,
Heartbeat of the island, life is sweet.
Hummingbirds flit through the colored blooms,
Every corner here, a joy that consumes.

So let the sun set slow, let the stars appear,
In this reggae rhythm, we've found our cheer.
With love all around and spirits set free,
Living forever in the Jamaican Breeze.

The Invitation

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Isaiah get a message late, quarter past nine,
Phone light glowin’, say “Come ya, everything fine.”
Althea laughin’, drumsticks in her hand,
Say, “If music callin’, we cyaan make no plan.”
One jam turn two, then three by the sea,
Musicians from everywhere, playin’ wild and free.

Moon rise slow, rum pour strong,
Heartbeat skankin’ to a midnight song.

It was The Invitation, we never said no,
Three days playin’, let the good times flow.
No sleep, no worries, just rhythm and fire,
Every note lift us higher and higher.
Yeah The Invitation, a night turned to three,
One big adventure we’ll never forget, you see.

Sun come up, still tunin’ the bass,
Sand in dem shoes, big smile pon dem face.
Old man fiddle, youth pon the mic,
Steel pan cryin’ ‘til the daylight strike.
Coffee meet ganja, laugh meet drum,
Everywhere we turn, hear a new beat come.
Eyes red but the spirit bright,
We play through morning, noon, and night.

Underneath the stars, we sway to the sound,
Love in the air, feel it all around.
Every soul united in this sacred space,
The vibe connects us, sharing every face.

As the sunrise glows, we break into tune,
Rasta flavor fills the air, dancing with the moon.
Old stories shared, new dreams take flight,
Every heart with a rhythm, feelin' so right.

So when the call comes, don’t let it pass by,
Join the celebration, reach for the sky.
The Invitation remains, a memory so bright,
In the heart of the music, we find our light.

The Fire Opens

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The beach appeared like a secret kept by palms,
Moonlight stitched silver on the psalms of the waves.
Tents glowed soft as lanterns breathing calm,
A circle of footprints where the night learned our names.

No tickets, no lines, no clocks on the sand,
Just hearts in the hush and the hum of a plan.

The fire opens—hear it call us near,
Sparks rise like prayers we forgot to fear.
No stage, no schedule, just truth in motion,
When the fire opens, the night feels chosen.

A bonfire breathed sparks into velvet dark,
Hand drums spoke first, then a harmonica cried.
Music wandered free, a flickering spark,
From soul to soul like a tide to a tide.

Someone steps forward, the circle grows wide,
Every voice finds a place to arrive.

The fire opens—hear it call us near,
Sparks rise like prayers we forgot to fear.
No stage, no schedule, just truth in motion,
When the fire opens, the night feels chosen.

With every laugh echoed, the stars seem to dance,
As hearts light the night in a mystical trance.
Waves crash softly, a lullaby sung,
In this moment of magic, we are forever young.

Time fades to whispers, dimming the dawn,
But memories are forged in this ember-laden song.

The fire opens—hear it call us near,
Sparks rise like prayers we forgot to fear.
No stage, no schedule, just truth in motion,
When the fire opens, the night feels chosen.

So let the music carry us over the hill,
Where dreams intertwine and our hearts stay still.
In the glow of the night, we find what we seek,
Together we're strong, in the silence we speak.

The fire opens—hear it call us near,
Sparks rise like prayers we forgot to fear.
No stage, no schedule, just truth in motion,
When the fire opens, the night feels chosen.

So gather your spirit and dance with the flame,
In this unbroken circle, we'll never be the same.
The fire opens, bringing us close,
In its warmth, we find our hearts exposed.

Heat & Stories

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Morning arrived without apology,
Sunlight poured gold, we felt the harmony,
The party shifted, yeah, a slow sway laid,
Feeling the vibe like it was freshly made.
Underneath the shade where the rhythm flows,
Drum circles rise, and the passion grows,
Althea's magic, let the pan sing right,
‘Listen first,’ she says, ‘the melody ignites.’

Isaiah drifts through laughter, catching beats,
Learning the cadence in the summer streets,
He scribbles down fragments that might just fit,
Words of wisdom blended with a soulful wit.
Beneath the breadfruit, plans made in ease,
Coconut water chilling, nature's peace,
Nothing to rush, just a feeling so right,
In the afternoon heat, everything’s in sight.

Old tales rise where truth takes its seat,
Isaiah once thought he’d feel defeat,
Althea laughed through a storm’s loud cheer,
The rain like applause, a moment so dear.

As the sun dips low, we find our way,
Along the beach, the dancers sway,
Scarves in the wind, drummers’ bare feet,
Heat & stories weave a magic so sweet.
In every step, a memory swirls,
In this reggae dance, lost in the pearls,
Connection like roots, dancing in glow,
Heat & stories, let the love overflow.

Heat & stories, we embrace the sound,
In every corner of this lively town,
Gathering tales with the sun on our skin,
Feel the rhythm, let the journey begin.
Heat & stories, they play with the heart,
Every note we share is a piece of art,
In the moment, let the love unfold,
Reggae spirit, let the truth be told.
So let’s raise a glass to the life we live,
In the warmth of the sun, the stories we give,
Reggae vibes flowing, wild and free,
Heat & stories, that’s the way it’ll be.

The Storm

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After dark when di breeze start tease,
Little laugh inna leaf dem, mind at ease.
Den sky get heavy, cloud dem clear dem throat,
Rain fall warm like a promise inna note.
People seh “run,” but di circle draw tight,
Tarpaulin fly up, drum beat fight night.
Thunder keep tempo, lightning flash truth,
We no hide from di storm, we walk straight through.

Feet inna puddle, heart beat strong,
Barefoot dance while di world feel wrong.
When tings get loud, we no lose our way,
Stand still, mi sing, let di change pass we.

Storm come roar, but mi voice nah break,
Through di rain, through di fire, through di quake.
When everything loud, that’s when truth show up,
Storm and di breakthrough—fill up mi cup.
Yeah, di storm and di breakthrough,
Feel it first… den you know it true.

Isaiah sing out, no fear inna tone,
“World keep change, but mi stand like stone.”
Steel pan answer, Althea roll sweet,
Note dem fall like rain pon zinc roof beat.
Colorful umbrellas, we dance in di rain,
Joy in di chaos, never feelin' pain.
Heartbeat sync with di thunder’s song,
Through di storm together, we can’t go wrong.

From di dark to di dawn, we ride di wave,
Life a play, and we all want our stage.
Colors inna sky, paint di moment bright,
When di storm blow over, watch di love take flight.

So when di clouds gather, don’t you fret,
Nature's just a teacher, no regrets.
We roll with di punches, dance in di storm,
Together we thrive, that’s how we form.

Leaving With More

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Final mornin’ gentle, sun nuh rush di sky,
Party thin to hugs, promise pass dem by.
Tent dem fold up, but di riddim still stay,
Melody deh pon di ground where di people play.
Isaiah tune guitar, Althea pan sigh,
Quiet gratitude float inna every reply.
Pickney dance free, elder dem nod sure,
When yuh leave a place right, yuh always leave with more.

“A year ago mi neva know dis road,” mi seh,
She smile soft: “Road know yuh anyway.”

We a-leavin’ with more than we come with before,
More light inna we pocket, more truth inna core.
Three day turn to lifetime, rain keep di score,
When di party done, yeah, we leavin’ with more.

Bus roll slow but di journey feel short,
Talk ‘bout recordin’, keep di rain in di chord.
Chat ‘bout nuthin’, comfortable silence,
Fields flicker past like a lesson in patience.
Mi close mi notebook, watch di light dem pour,
Hear di song inna mi chest knockin’ on di door.

We a-leavin’ with more than we come with before,
More light inna we pocket, more truth inna core.
Three day turn to lifetime, rain keep di score,
When di party done, yeah, we leavin’ with more.

Life's reggae riddim playin', we a move right,
No worries ‘bout tomorrow, just feel di light.
In dis moment, mi heart full of cheer,
Every sip of di vibe, every laugh we share here.

Sunset's burnin’ gold, time a slip through we hand,
Voices in di distance, mi favorite band.
From di rhythm of di drum to di strum of di bass,
Leaving with memories, no need for a race.

We a-leavin’ with more than we come with before,
More light inna we pocket, more truth inna core.
Three day turn to lifetime, rain keep di score,
When di party done, yeah, we leavin’ with more.

So here’s to di moments dat we always adore,
With di love and di laughter, yuh know we score.
As di sun sets low and di stars start to soar,
When yuh leave a place right, yuh always leave with more.

The Day After

Un peek through mi curtain too bright for mi head,
Three night a rhythm, now mi pillow feel like lead.
Shoes full a sand, drum still talk in mi ear,
Mi voice sound rusty but mi heart still clear.
Coffee pon the stove, but mi want one more tune,
Sleep dodge mi eyes like a runaway moon.
Mi body feel slow, but mi spirit still laugh,
Hungover pon music, yeah, mi tek that path.
Mi head a spin but mi soul still sway,
When di bass too good, you cyaan walk away.

It a di day after, di day after now,
Little sleep, big joy, still mi mek it somehow.
No rum in mi cup but mi brain still high,
Hungover pon music, hear di riddim reply.
Yeah di day after, di sun say “why?”
But mi smile come easy, cah mi spirit still fly.

Sun a rise and di world start to hum,
People in di streets, they already come.
Dancing to the rhythm, feeling di groove,
Life a flow like water, got nothing to prove.
Memories a dance like whispers in mi mind,
In every beat, a story still to find.
Mi heart beat strong like di old reggae sound,
In this moment, it’s paradise found.

Mi head a spin but mi soul still sway,
When di bass too good, you cyaan walk away.

It a di day after, di day after now,
Little sleep, big joy, still mi mek it somehow.

No rum in mi cup but mi brain still high,
Hungover pon music, hear di riddim reply.
Yeah di day after, di sun say “why?”
But mi smile come easy, cah mi spirit still fly.

So let di rhythm carry you, let it take control,
In every heart a story, and in every soul.
Feel di love in di air, let it shake your bones,
Together in dis moment, we’re never alone.

So as di sun sets, mi raise up mi glass,
To di night that just passed and di moments that last.
With every beat pulsing, mi know we alive,
This day after magic, let the good vibes thrive.

No More Poverty

In the morning light, Althea wakes with pride,
Fruit in her basket, there’s nothing to hide.
On the corner of hope, she sells her dream,
Rhythms and colors, let the sunlight beam.
Isaiah’s strumming, he’s made of soul,
Living in a room, but he’s got that role.
Odd jobs in the day, and at night the sound,
Together they shine, never dragging down.

No more poverty, let the music play,
We rise like the sun, come what may.
With every note, we’ll break these chains,
In this reggae rhythm, love remains.

Underneath the stars, they gather around,
Voices lift high, in the slightly worn town.
Althea’s laughter echoes, a beacon of light,
Isaiah’s voice sways, beautiful and bright.
People with heavy hearts start to sway,
Finding joy in the music at the end of the day.
A cracked phone filming, capturing the soul,
They drop in their dollars, making them whole.

No more poverty, let the music play,
We rise like the sun, come what may.
With every note, we’ll break these chains,
In this reggae rhythm, love remains.

Through the struggles and strife, through the heavy load,
Their songs cut deep, like a winding road.
Althea and Isaiah, together they stand,
With dreams riding high, hand in hand.
No longer defined by the walls that confine,

In each strum and each note, they’re finally divine.

So they play until dawn, the world fades away,
With spirit and love, they’ll make their way.
Poverty’s a ghost, but it won’t hold them still,
In the heart of the music, they find their will.
Althea smiled wide, as the crowd sang along,
“Maybe life’s listening, in this beautiful song.”

No more poverty, let the music play,
We rise like the sun, come what may.
With every note, we’ll break these chains,
In this reggae rhythm, love remains.

So here’s to the dreamers, the souls that break free,
Together we’ll rise, it’s the reggae decree.
With Althea and Isaiah, they’ll show us the way,
In the rhythm of love, it’s a brand new day.

Let's Get Married

In a world where the sun sets low,
Isaiah and Althea, taking it slow.
No rings exchanged, no grand display,
Just a promise made in the night to stay.
Quiet vows amidst laughter and tears,
Glimmers of hope amidst all their fears.
In Jamaica's heart, with rich melodies,
They found their love dancing in the breeze.

Let's get married, they sang,
Let’s really get married, their voices rang.
With dreams that soared high, a promoter in play,
But reality hit hard, took the joy away.
Let’s get married, and start a life,
You’ll be my partner, I’ll call you my wife.

From weddings to funerals, they played through the night,
Street corners echoing, under soft moonlight.
Borrowed guitars, the rhythm of their dreams,
Sharing floors and laughter, ripping at the seams.
Arguing over bus fare, how to get by,
Yet love ran deep like the endless sky.
With each note they struck, their bond grew strong,
In the heart of the struggle, they found where they belong.

Signing papers that blurred in the night,

Gave away rights, chasing what felt right.
They traveled far, played the songs they were told,
Smiling through the pain, their spirits bold.
For two years running, busy yet broke,
Still holding on tight, love is what they spoke.

So here’s to the lovers, quiet and true,
In the shadows of struggle, they grew like the dew.
Isaiah and Althea, the world’s not a game,
But in love's sweet embrace, they’ve found their name.
Let’s get married, let’s seal the deal,
In each other’s hearts, they’ll always feel real.