We, my beloved red man,
We are the reckoning. Don't you know the rolling hills, every time we change our way, we forge a new dream. Sow, plant your seeds of hope and more. And find within your heart, the dreams we share most everywhere, a land that's free and pure. So as you stand upon the moon, in the west you wait for us. You find and root inside her love, and gift to those who flow. It is the keeper who finds the way, he teaches the way within. The birth of life begins in the west, where keeper hold fast and still.
We wake up each morning and we catch the waves (sun light we face east), the sun speaks glory inside. And when we wait upon her heart, we receive the loving waves. So my Great Spirit Father who emerge. You have led the way. Now is the time, for her to shine as you continue your way. Hers is the quiet devotion of the blue (kinships). She is the gifting evermore. Our Mother holy, is all we love. She teaches us everyday. When we see the flowers blossom and we listen to the rushing winds. She purifies our heart almost every single way, when we listen and learn from above.
So in the West we wait for you (the red man stands proud), we wait my brother sister deer (migration of the lights). Come one come all and I'll love you more, each and every way that's for sure. I the red man walks the way, the law of everlasting love. We shall care for most every thing, the loving heart of you all. When the moon shines, we see ourselves, when the sun shines life is born, Sow everlasting seeds of love eternity. And bring hope of liberty to us all.
Remember Grandmother, Grandfather, they wait until you come to them. They do not walk away from you, they listen every time. When will the elder find his (male principle is light) way? When will you know the truth of your soul? As elder, as most always finds the way, to hold still and fast to dig deep with your roots, and search within your heart to find the way. As keeper of the world, Mother chooses you. Hold fast, dig deep and become still. While others travel through you, remember you help them find their way. As none other can ever do more.
Trust yourself, and know the way to love is always pure. My related, my family the kinsmen of me, the blue the fast the pure. We are the mission of the eternity, we keep our brothers safe. We find the heart of sisterhood in every place we meet. As the waves rush over you, feel love that comes over you. Here we stand in the west the place of birth. The place Mothers heart begins. She has always been by your side, we have not known of her. But we recognize her now, she's the love of our lives, the house of the gardens of the pure. We tremble in fear when she comes near, but we don't even recognize her face. She's the love of everyone, the ones who never drums, the one who's heart always endures.
We give homage to her, when we keep still with her. The gardens all begin in the west. We wait for the rays of eternal dreams before they fade. We are the lovely song that's for sure. So wakeup every day, and know the eternal way, the red road, the law of love. Stand fast, and firm and plant your roots, hold strong and teach the way. Find kinships in each and every song you play, sing strong the song of love. Forgive them my brother sister too, they did not know the way. If they knew the way, then elder they would be, but you are the elder to thee. We stand strong together, when the circle of life shines bright within our hearts. It's only the vision that shows the way, teach the vision quest every day. We have access to knowledge, you know my family. Just turn on your beacon and call. We're just a thought away to every need you say, just ask, and we come home to pray.