This song seems to tell of Jazz being in the blood of African Americans, yet references those very African Americans (and people of colour) being barred from having power in the music industry or fully participating in the music industry.
Kelsey proposes that part of the antidote to the pain of this...
[Verse 1]
Blood is written in the law
Nothing's hidden after all
Someone’s missing all our calls
And I'm trying to get through
Bodies written in the law
Bodies hidden in the floor
History has taught us hope
Hope is the answer
Yes, it is
[Chorus]
But it's all love, but it’s all love, but it's all love
Who's fed enough? Who's fed enough? Who's fed enough?
Who's left to trust? Who's left to trust? Who's left to trust?
Love falls on us, love falls on us, love falls on us
[Verse 2]
Black is dripping on the walls
Don’t got game, but got the ball
Took the call, could lose it all
But I can’t stop trying to get through
Drop, drop, dropping to the floor
Jazz ain't dead, it’s in us all
History has taught us hope
Hope is the answer
Yes, it is
[Chorus]
But it's all love, but it's all love, but it's all love
Who’s fed enough? Who's fed enough? Who's fed enough?
Who's left to trust? Who's left to trust? Who's left to trust?
Love falls on us, love falls on us, love falls on us
Turn it around, but it's all love
Who's fed enough? Who's fed enough?
Who's left to trust? Who's left to trust?
Love falls on us, love falls on us
Blood was written by Totally Enormous Extinct Dinosaurs & Kelsey Lu.
Blood was produced by Adrian Younge.