Through the Lands We Know To the Ones We Know

Through The Lands We Know To The Ones We Know Through the lands we know to the ones we know. We can reach for the old ways, we can touch the sky To mountain hills to the sun on high. Through the lands we know to the ones we know. We can hear the drums, from the spirit cloud Talk to the old ones, we can hear them loud. Through the lands we know to the ones we know. We can smoke our pipe, to the lives we met as we hold our dreams in a dreamcatchers net. Through the lands we know to the ones we know. --Michael J. Murphy