I Woke Up This Morning
I woke up this morning knowing I was in a dream
Near my Indian village beside the running stream
My people went about their day like days they did before
Not knowing what's to happen, that will fill my heart with sore
Although on our reservation, put there by the whites
Once again they use their power now witnessed in my sight
Lines of marauding blue charge down on the young and old
Another day in my short history as another massacre unfolds
I lie hidden in the reeds whilst there's carnage all around
Hearing through their screams, swords in slicing sound
Airborne crimson life now lands and stains our soil
How many of us will be left, another tribe left to toil
I woke up this morning knowing I was in a dream
Near my Indian village beside the running stream
I'm one of the few whose left, and I still carry the sores
Although I'm now in the future, I'll always remember what went before
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