Lady Catherine

Lady Catherine smiles
Ashes from her cigarette turn to feathers as they fall
In her teepee through the haze of the sweet pipe smoke
Her gaze is felt through rhythms she creates with her virgin soul
And it felt like a funeral, and the squads danced in campfires
Lady Catherine wanted to be touched by the heavens
She could see the chief in the sky through the cinders that rose upward

Lady Catherine wanted to be touched by the heavens
And I was the white settler, I brought the fire water
I wanted to take her to a settlement with the ladies
Lady Catherine smiles
Ashes from her cigarette turn to sequins as they fall
In her teepee she sees that she could have had it all