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Indian And then Then the earth was slain Indian •• The mountains shake in grief The people wander aimlessly •• I am here (Indian) Last of the brave ••••• We could write a Song forever but we choose To ride with the ***** ******* and descimate the herds To sit and watch them destroy seas and woods To take the pharmaceuticals and forbid the herbs We lame We lame •• •• •• Indian The sun within the cryin hills Indian Within a dyin world ••
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 1:15 AM UTC
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Indian And then Then the earth was slain Indian •• The mountains shake in grief The people wander aimlessly •• I am here (Indian) Last of the brave ••••• We could write a Song forever but we choose To ride with the ***** ******* and descimate the herds To sit and watch them destroy seas and woods To take the pharmaceuticals and forbid the herbs We lame We lame •• •• •• Indian The sun within the cryin hills Indian Within a dyin world ••
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jeffrey-robin
Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 1:15 AM UTC
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