Red Lake

(альбом: Rites Of Passage - 1997)

Red Lake, hear my words, where the eagles cry and the spirits fly o'er sacred land
Red Lake, hear my prayers, they're a feeble cry to an angry sky that bleeds for Man

"So get up and shut up and don't let us use you
Oh, get up and shut up and let us abuse you"

It's a crazy world, and my spirit cries against the wind can you send to me

I've been this way before, I've danced on distant shores
I've watched the minds of men go south come back again
I've walked a million miles, I've seen my little child
I've knocked on every door and still I'm wanting more
To be home
To be home
Yeah yeah, to be home
To be home
Yeah yeah, to be home