Dream Walking

The buffalo are gone but close your eyes on a stormy night and you'll find them thunder'ng o'er the plains again The tall prairie grass has given way to progress Skyscrapers & super highways but when the wind blows you can feel ‘em brush across your skin The proud warriors whose lives were given in protecting the old ways when I close my eyes Rise up to ride again What it must've been to see the great buffalo grazing on tall prairie grass and hear the warrior's hunt cry I'll close my eyes & dream