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Across the land and the hills
There is blood on the fields
They came in peace and took it all
Now the fire burns
Close your eyes
Catch your dreams
Feathers falls
Hold your tears
There's no place where you can hide
A zone that has been drawn
A line you cannot cross
Hear the Indian call
Took your children
Stole their land
Took your woman
Raped your dreams
Cry it out, paint your skin
Let go the horses striding
Revenge is on the planes
Indian calling
Indian calling
See the smoke on the hills
Look in the water see what you see
They brought you bottles and gave you tea
Left you summer to heal the lost
Dancing wild again
Hear the tribe crying out
Indian calling
Indian calling
See the smoke on the hills
Indian calling
Indian calling
See the smoke on the hills
You say
You saved your life today
You kneel and then you pray
You love and then you hate
Let the shaman cure the soul
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