Sitting Bull saw it in a dream White men falling from the sky And for a time We believed The prophecy was fulfilled The soldiers came to k** us Our women, our children Our future, our dreams Foolish men They did not see They join in the Ghost Dance Now Together in sorrow Our blood flows like two rivers into one Brothers we are Brothers we have always been Oh Mother Earth Forgive us. Truly Now There is a falling from the sky The sacred hoop is broken But different hands with different voice Hear the ancient songs And soon All men will see That truth and justice Must Prevail.