Story Behind The Song
I have always been deeply saddened by the wanton disregard for the original peoples of this land by the non-natives, and it continues. I believe that it will take a miracle to see them rise again, and I believe in miracles.
Song Description
Plight of the original inhabitants of Turtle Island, more commonly referred to as America.
| Song Length |
3:20 |
Genre |
Folk - Country, Folk - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Nonviolent |
Subject |
Sadness, Hope |
| Similar Artists |
Sarah Mclachlan |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Over the mountains across the plains
Searching for water praying for rain
Pack up the babies gather the herd
Keep the clan moving fly like a bird
Hide in the forest keep the flame low
Leave not a trace when it's time to go
No use trying to make sense of what has occurred
Just keep the clan moving fly like a bird
In the hearts of your children they will always know
They will remember when they see her the white buffalo
Your land has been taken the damage is done
There's no place to hide now there's nowhere to run
But out of the shadows and without a word
You'll rise from the ashes and fly like a bird
You'll rise from the ashes and fly like a bird