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Her family lived on the borderline
They were one with the land
Since time immemorial
Before the blood of the lamb
Her name was The Wind
When she drifted Westward I never saw her again
The wind she went down swinging
She cleared us all a path
My arms held her for a moment
Looking back I laugh
Across the rugged ranges of curbs and broken minds
The Wind she was not finished
For the win she was denied
Like a Ruby in the dust
Resting on a mountainside
This is my goodbye
Across the rugged ranges Crazy Horse and Gall did split
Gall ended up farming
He surrendered to the government
I know why he did
Her name was The Wind
When she drifted Westward I never saw her again
In the words of his daughter with a tear in her eye
He could not keep on fighting and watch his family die
Her name was The Wind
When she drifted Westward I never saw her again
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Slow Down and Breathe
06:24
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We're all staring an uncertain future down
So many people waiting for the axe to fall
It's hard to find the time
Slow down and breathe
In a World moving at breakneck speed
At breakneck speed
I was staring my own reflection down
Don't leave the mirror waiting for the change to come
It's hard to find the time
Slow down and breathe
In a World moving at breakneck speed
At breakneck speed
It's hard to find the time
Slow down and breathe
In a World moving at breakneck speed
We're all staring an uncertain future down
Don't leave the World waiting for the bomb to fall
It's hard to find the time
Slow down and breathe
In a World moving at breakneck speed
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It looks like stranger days have finally found us
Seeing stranger days unfolding
There's a pack of wild beasts roaming and hunting
Do you see these stranger days?
Brother, Sister, Friend, and Enemy
It looks like stranger days have finally found us
There ain't no telling where it's heading
There's a pack of wild beasts roaming and hunting
Bloodthirsty killers out in the open
In the flat circle of time you can rust away or burn coal in your veins
Nothing stays unbroken and ancient
Nothing stays unbroken through the ages
In the flat circle of time you can rust away or burn coal in your veins
Nothing stays unbroken through the ages
Nothing stays unbroken and ancient
I feel like I'm seeing a strangers face in the mirror
It looks like stranger days have finally found us
Rolling like a stone with it
In the flat circle of time you can rust away or burn coal in your veins
Nothing stays unbroken for the ages
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Boots of Snake Leather
05:02
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One of these days I'll be returning
From a long hard travel
I bet you're still burning about me leaving on no moments notice
So I bought you these boots of old snake leather
From a second hand store in Southwest Texas
I spent the last of my pesos
Running on empty
We could never find it
Still out there searching
I spent the last of my pesos
Running on empty
The vultures were circling
Still out there searching
We could never find it
Still out there searching
The vultures were circling
We could never find it
Still out there searching
The vultures were circling
Running on empty
I bought you these boots of old snake leather
I spent the last of my pesos
The vultures were circling
Still out there searching
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Whirlwind Reapin'
06:50
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The circle spins in a whirlwind
Sirens wail on high
Spiral cutting through the heavens
Drunk on ruinous might
The circle spins in a whirlwind
Sirens wail on high
Spiral cutting through the heavens
Drunk on ruinous might
Life and limb
Truth and sin
Into the sweet by and by
Last rites of a new day reborn in violent flight
Tornado ripped through the Great Plains
Leveling all in sight
We will rebuild but the scars remain of the day that changed our life
The circle spins in a whirlwind
Drunk on ruinous might
Life and limb
Truth and sin
Into the sweet by and by
Reading lines on your hand
Does cruel fate abide?
Went looking for lost lands
There was no sign of life
For a thousand years or more
The ground was swallowing it whole
In the whirlwind of time digging gold from the sky
In the whirlwind of time digging gold from the mine
In the whirlwind of time reaping and sowing
Every single year die and regrowing
In the whirlwind of time digging gold from the sky
In the whirlwind of time digging gold from the mine
Reaping and sowing...
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When We Were All One
04:39
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Trudging through the soft ground
Heavy mud weighs your boots down
Beaten by rain and the winds on fire
When you first see it you won't believe it
Standing before an ocean of color
Red for the lifesblood
Blue for the hard times
White when we break to the other side
When we were all one nothing else seemed to matter
When we were all one the air was filled with laughter
Stomping on the dry ground
Dust clouds flying up all around
When you first see it you won't believe it
An infinite desert stretching forever
Red for the lifesblood
The sign of anger and love
How do the two exist as one?
Blue for the hard times
We all turned a blind eye
White when we break to the other side
When we were all one nothing else seemed to matter
When we were all one the air was filled with laughter
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7. |
New War on the Range
07:42
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It's a new war on the range
Riders of impending doom
A new war on the range
Riders of impending doom
It's the same old war on the range
Nothing is sacred they let it bleed
Nothing is sacred they let it bleed
Erase the past call it heresy
Nothing is sacred they let it bleed
A new war on the range
Nothing is sacred they let it bleed
Riders of impending doom
It's the same old war on the range
Gotta drill that land for the oil man
A new war on the range
North Dakota to the Chaco Canyon
They say Bear's Ears ain't worth a damn
Unless you drill baby drill for the oil man
It's a new war on the range
Riders of impending doom
It's the same old war on the range
In the Sandhills of Northwest Nebraska
Nothing is sacred they let it bleed
Erase the past call it heresy
Nothing is sacred they let it bleed
A new war on the range
Nothing is sacred they let it bleed
It's the same old war on the range
Riders of impending doom
It's a new war on the range
Nothing is sacred they let it bleed
It's the same old war on the range
Gotta drill that land for the oil man
Monuments ain't worth a damn
Gotta put more money in the rich man's hand
Nothing is sacred they let it bleed
Erase the past call it heresy
Nothing is sacred they let it bleed
A new war on the range
Nothing is sacred they let bleed
A new wat on the range
Let it bleed
Let it bleed
Let it bleed
A new war on the range
It's the same old war on the range
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