Jacob cry, cry, babyCry, cry, Chris Martin &

Chris Martin & Choir, Moses want to know when

you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of

up above I heardThe angels sing to me these

mais pourquoi quand t'es petit que c'est l'heure de goûter

here, in the middle of nowhereWith a headache and

if there was no light?Nothing wrong, nothing right?What if

my surprise, and my delightI saw sunrise, I saw

awake to find no peace of mindI said, "How

Chris sinkin' like stonesAll that we fought forHomes, places

named for a planet, wasn't free to beTo be

were born to beYoung and freeSoon we started learningBooks

ah, ohOh, oh, you, could you come on?Could

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

Part I: Uptown 1: Bruno hit, that ice coldMichelle

I used to rule the worldSeas would rise when I gave

Yellow diamonds in the lightNow we’re standing side by sideAs your

Little Simz, Elyanna, Chris Martin & Burna so we

Little Simz, Elyanna, Chris Martin & Burna so we

1: Chris Martin & Jacob boys don't cryBoys keep