Painted hearts

Ha hey ya hey ya
Hey ya hey ya hey ya
Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo

Ha hey ya hey ya
Hey ya hey ya hey ya
Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo

I am no one's brother
I am no one's father
I am the wind, the sun
The hoofbeats of the buffalo

I was born from this dirt
Learned to sing from songbirds
My spirit one and the same with those of the antelope
My spirit one and the same with those of the ants below

My people call me their chief
Sing with me and look to me
I ride a horse of gold
The great spirit gave to me

Our valley's so familiar
We've built our tribe upon her
She holds our children as they dance on with naked toes
She holds our triangle homes made of hide from the buffalo

Ha hey ya hey ya
Hey ya hey ya hey ya
Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo

Ha hey ya hey ya
Hey ya hey ya hey ya
Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo

The grass is stirring strangely
There is no peace upon me
And there are ghosts of white
Appearing on the hill above

With violence on their faces
They're moving from their places
They've come to take what can't be owned by anyone
They've come to take what can be lost but can't be won

We are surrounded quickly
There's screaming all around me
As the skins of our babies and mothers are ripped apart

The earth is colored red now
I hear her crying outloud
For the white skin that's taken the place of painted hearts
Their blades pointed at my painted heart
I'll lead my people to the land of spirit hearts
And I'll sing

Ha hey ya hey ya
Hey ya hey ya hey ya
Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo

Ha hey ya hey ya
Hey ya hey ya hey ya
Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo