John Trudell - Blue Indians lyrics

Thoughts of dreams aren't really dreams Escaping nothing, nothing escapes Myth slayers undermine their own realities Feeding turbulence to souls distortions screams Wearing away inside of hearts worn out Branded in prisons of fantasy and doubt Blue Indians being pulled into melting pots The ruling cla** rules the haves and have nots Industrial reservation tyranny stakes it's claim Blue Indians emotional siege in civilized stain Shadows forsake truth unrecognized Tears fall from broken minds of man Aggression masquerades in ???????? Winner takes all a lie that lies Illusion greed with a respected sigh Glory and gold lead a desperate chase Blue Indians, melting pots Ruling cla**es, haves and have-nots Stranded persons search for meaning Story keepers run out of bandages History's washed in ritual blood Traditions bleed in high tech flood Workers not serfs, terminologies change Progress is evolution terminal strange Blue Indians, melting pots Ruling cla**es, haves and have-nots Blue Indians being pulled into melting pots The ruling cla** rules the haves and have nots Industrial reservation tyranny stakes it's claim Blue Indians emotional siege in civilized stain Tears fall from broken minds of man Living carelessly a statement of its own Bitter fruit emerges where bitter seed is sown Economic chains all dressed out as reward Gender race age all edge in love and rage Oppressor man builder keeper of the cage Blue Indians, melting pots Ruling cla**es, haves and have-nots