From Good Homes - Black Elk Speaks lyrics

White heat.. Was on Our tracks The four-legged on The run White heat.. On our Backs Burning like a Sun We walked.. Walked Til there was no-where Left to go We walked.. Many fell Down Bloody in the Snow White heat.. Was on Our tracks And growing to a Flood White heat.. On our Backs And growing to a Flood We fought.. Fought Til there was no-where Left to go We fell... A pool of Red neath Pa**ing wheels in mud And snow Black elk... "I did Not know then How much was that End.. " Black elk... "I see It now... From the high-hill Old age.. " Black elk... "I see The people Scattered along the Gulch Black elk... "I see It plain.. "as when I saw with Young eyes... And I see... Something Else died In the bloody Snow... I see... A peoples' dream died There... It was a beautiful Dream.. It was a beautiful Dream... " Wo-o, wo-o-o-o Wo-o-o-o Wo-o, wo-o-o-o Wo-o-o-o