You know, I′ve never been as happy as I was that morning. We were walking along the beach a little like this one. It was that rare kind of autumn day you only find in North America. Over there, they call it Indian summer, but it was just "our summer". And I can see you now in your long dress, Looking like a beautiful watercolor. And I can remember what I told you that morning a year ago, A thousand years ago.
Think of me When this is just a memory Will you still be loving me When this summer is gone? All my life The taste of you have filled my life Even when this summer is gone.
Today, I′m far away from that autumn morning, But it′s almost as if I was there. I′m thinking of you. Where are you? What are you doing? Do I still exist for you? I′m like a wave drawn by the moon, slipping back on the sand Remembering the high tides, remembering the happiness And the sun shining over the sea The thousand years ago or it was just last year.
We all see black and white When it comes to someone else′s fight No one ever gets involved Apathy can never solve
FORCED OUT-Brave and Mighty STOLEN LAND-They can′t fight it HOLD ON-To pride and tradition Even though they know how much their lives are really missin′ WE′RE DISSIN THEM...
On reservations A hopeless situation Respect is something that you earn Our Indian brothers′ getting burned Original American Turned into second class citizen
Cry for the Indians Die for the Indians Cry for the Indians Cry, Cry, Cry for the Indians
Love the land and fellow man Peace is what we strive to have Some folks have none of this Hatred and Prejudice
WARDANCE!!!
TERRITORY, It′s just the body of the nation The people that inhabit it make its configuration PREJUDICE, Something we all can do without Cause a flag of many colors is what this land is all about!!!!
A Perfect Indian is he Remembering him life is sweet Like a weeping willow His face on my pillow Comes to me still in my dreams
And there I saw a young baby A beautiful daughter was she A face from a painting Red cheeks and teeth aching Her eyes like a wild Irish sea
On a table in her yellow dress For a photograph feigned happiness Why in my life is that the only time That any of you will smile at me
I′m sailing on this terrible ocean I′ve come for my self to retrieve Too long have I been feeling like Lir′s children And there′s only one way to be free
He′s shy and he speaks quietly He′s gentle and he seems to me Like the elf-arrow
Sun rays touching my skin like a stream of gold Beauty, fame and wealth smell nice on top of the world Made my day, this day made me the blessed one My achievements will shine bright when all the smoke is gone
All those years and with all my heart reaching out for what would broaden my horizon Perpetual striving made my life complete and now that I reached new dimensions I wonder why, I wonder why
There′s still something in my head I fail to explain Falling deep into this void, only silence to remain Sheer enlightenment of the soul that′s what I hoped to find Reduced to instincts I′ve to see there will be no peace of mind
Left behind the ghosts I knew so well, stepped into the light, into a new beginning But can it be I miss their company, need their guidance and advice to define The inner me
Where′s my dream of India? Dead-end street to India Been so close and yet so far No return to India
Expectations once so high now seem down and low They once sent shivers down my spine, now make me tremble in my bones Where′s the dream that made me be, made me carry on Gave my longing for an end just to find that nothings won
Means to an end we′re dedicated to might set an end to all those means we have to offer I can′t escape from this lifelong dream, I′m a captice of it′s shadows, awaken, end to all sleep
Where′s my dream of India? Dead-end street to India Been so close and yet so far Give me back my India
Above the seas with the wind we are flying high Our wings are sails and our trail means no second try Golden and silver the future will be When we′re at the aim
Forward we sail into the unknown We have no fear we′re sacred We′re going to where no one has gone before Keep on til we have reached the sunset There will be no withdrawal We′re heading for the the treasures of India
Stars show the way through the night, we don′t look behind Water supplies getting low but we′re strong in mind Power and Glory will come to us all When we′re at the aim
Once there was a vision to find A new land behind the horizon When we chased the sun A whole new world was born
My dearest wishes they will be fulfilled When we have reached our destination
Forward we sail into the unknown We have no fear we′re sacred We′re going to where no one has gone before Keep on til we have reached the sunset There will be no withdrawal We′re heading for the the treasures of India
I want your number so we can talk I can′t remember the last time I felt so lost You changed your address You changed your name You were an Indian summer I′m still the same
Won′t you tell me what to say? You were always good that way
Remember singing the whole way home About an Indian summer so long ago?
Won′t you tell me what you know? ′Cause I don′t know where to go ′Cause I don′t know where to go
Divin in hell — o′shit! I see so many faces, introduse ma meat Suicide? Right, I neva do what I mean Fight — against who wins Black — sickness attacks ma eyes Sickness attacks ma ears — spies Everywhere — bust their asses But we′re not aggresive White — sickness attacks ma mind Run to tha hills , feel tha speedy wheels Ruin tha ancient civilisations No mercy for oua patience Tommy — he′s so poor boy,has no toy Fatha gone west, motha is under arrest Home sweet home it′s reservation — They not survive like a nation Fuck! ′N u teel me ′bout tha progress No choice for human knowin less Than beasts except to kill This manwho runs to tha hill Discrimination means this kind of organisation Destitute of their history, have no destiny Prime guilty has no time To think about — that′s crime Manitu, great Manitu Cry for indians Radio stations pervert tha situation TV sets lie — hearless cry Police advise u rest all in peace now attention! Movements, demonstrations, all this bullshit fiction This just kind of fuckin addictions To keep tha soul quite and feel right They think it′s better than fight, but … Yon know man, that yo stupid mentality Kills in u human, u have no personality U′re impotent puppet in a skillfull hand And this games will neva end Manitu, great Manitu Cry for indians