Laurence Overmire - Man Called Thunder lyrics

Bold Warrior Of the Setting Sun Stands on the Rock of Imprisoned Time The stony features of his darkened face Ask no pity Claim no piety But iron eyes remember: Burning lodges on a blood-red river Broken arrow on Sacred Earth despoiled A riderless pony gallops into blackness And is seen no more For screaming children Slaughtered wives The Eagle cries for Justice And there is none In a heartless land But shallow men Dig shallow graves And in the gleaming of Long Awaited Moon Lone Palomino return from Midnight Pasture And the Fallen Ride Again.