can you tell us the place where
the elders chew the sky soft?
and the place where love is like
a perfectly quilled arrow
flowing from bows of pure willow
and under (and under)
the thundering roll of ghost buffalo
(the thundering roll of ghost buffalo)
oh can't you hear
the world's heart breaking?
for it's a test of courage
to kiss the snake tongued people
the fork tongue'ed people
and yes, it's a test of courage
to kiss the snake tongued people
the fork tongue'ed people
cause' it's like two tongues at one time
like two tongues at one time
it's like two tongues at one time
like two tongues at one time
it's like two tongues at one time
like bitter spirits and sweet wine
like two tongues at one time
at one time
so pour all of your souls like magma into the caverns
pour all of your souls like magma into the caverns
and pour em' all for the hauntings
the hauntings, the hauntings
and pour em' all for the hauntings
the hauntings, the hauntings
and pour em' all for the hauntings
and cool down for the hauntings
and harden for the hauntings
and now granite-soul you're a haunter
a haunter hunting children of the wild plains
and now granite-soul you're a haunter
a haunter hunting children of the wild plains
and if my greatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgrandma
could find them
she would put all of their poisoned
all of their poisened, poisened teeth in a medicine bag
in her medicine bag
she'd make a graph of our death
beat, pulse, murmur, quiet,
pulse, murmur, quiet
like hiding pheasants in the tall grass
ow there's faces in the rocks
and they're coming on strong
faces in the rocks with medicine tongues
faces in the rocks feels like a million to one
woman and man in the moon
with a cradle born son
oh braided round close til' all warmth is gone
goOoOoOoOoone
so here take these blankets
here take these blankets
here take these blankets
they're woven from the hair of the dead
the hair from your sisters
hair from your brothers
hair from your lovers
hair from the beavers
hair from the otters
the hair from your lovers
hair from your fathers
hair from your lovers
hair from the beavers
hair from the otters
and we, we saw through you
like a candle through a buffalo's eye
and we, we stood by you
like a mama bear
shot with her cub's at her side
and we, we saw through you
like a candle through a buffalo's eye.