Nations died and lost their land
And sacred ground turned to sand
Our leaders words the cries of our kin
Aswirl around us, adrift in the wind
And sacred ground turned to sand
Our leaders words the cries of our kin
Aswirl around us, adrift in the wind
A weapon of war invaded mankind
Fatal germs killed all left behind
Sparing those few who fled underground
Unlike the Redman would never be found
We all need a wishing star
A spirit to tell us who we are
Our future's unclear it's baked in the clay
Give us a chance to start a new day
Start a new day...
Why we were spared we may never know
We're given a choice, a gun or a bow
Beneath our feet the survivors have died
Again through the calm of nature we ride
We all need a wishing star
A spirit to tell us who we are
Our future's unclear it's baked in the clay
Give us a chance to start a new day
Start a new day...
Encontrou algum erro na letra? Por favor envie uma correção clicando aqui!