Crazy Horse

Crazy Horse
We Hear what you say

One Earth, one Mother
One does not sell the Earth
The people walk upon
We are the land
How do we sell our Mother ?
How do we sell the stars ?
How do we sell the air ?

Crazy Horse
We hear what you say

Too many people
Standing their ground
Standing the wrong ground
Predators face he possessed a race
Possession a war that doesn't end

Children of God feed on children of Earth
Days people don't care for people
These days are the hardest
Material fields, material harvest
Decoration on chains that binds
Mirrors gold, the people lose their minds

Crazy Horse
We Hear what you say