Great Spirit

Great spirit I have had it
Bring me back to the nomadic
Way of weaving through the damage
Mindful, stay mindful
Great spirit for my sisters
Let me be a flowing river
Flood the banks, the rocks that bind her
Carry, I’ll carry
Great, great spirit
Great, great spirit
Great spirit for my brothers
Let me be a mountain under
which he climbs to discover his process
Now that’s progress
Great spirit all that hinders
Tie reminders to my fingers
I must speak with you more often
Great, great spirit
Great, great spirit
Great spirit for my relations
Give them strength to face racism
In every single situation
Easy now, go on speak loud
Great spirit, take me instead
Guide me down the road of red, Tunkashila
I am saying, praying
Great, great spirit
Great, great spirit
Tunkashila
Tunkashila
Tunkashila
Tunkashila
Great spirit, just don’t collapse
Nothing but the earth will last
And I’ll be singing sweetly into the darkness
Now hark this
Great spirit on my tongue
Be still be still the time will come
When everyone will sing: all life is sacred
While I’m waiting
Great spirit, my fist is up
Bringing the power to the people
you’re reflection of us
Some of your people can’t hear it
The cries of the earth
Some of your people can’t feel it
The way that it hurts
And it hurts great spirit
And it moves great spirit
Interconnected in the wreckage of a paradigm on its way out
Its way out
Speakin of spiritual lyrical testimony
The spirit that did resist weavin around false prophesies
Spirit directed and selected with the message I bring
While the ship slowly sinks, I’ve been directed to sing
I’m like a wrecking ball breakin’ down the walls of the past
A minimalist livin on bliss with the last of my cash
You’re gonna be justified with how you treated the land
You’re gonna be by my side when I stand and demand a change
Tunkashila
Tunkashila
Tunkashila
Tunkashila
Great, great spirit
Great, great spirit
Great, great spirit
Tunkashila
Great, great spirit
Tunkashila