Dust In My Hands

Lyrics

Moon rises behind a setting sun
Winds blow across the plains
Me I’m looking out through iron bars
Missing my family once again

Spirits walk across the desert floor
Wolves howling out their names
They took everything that I had known
and called it the progress of change

Take from your brother now what you will
Pick up your guns and make a stand
They took my pride after they stole my land
Left me with dust in my hands

Painted your face for war and commerce
Saddle your horses for the ride
Across the desert to a brand new land
Sealed your promise with a lie

Take from your brother now what you will
Pick up your guns and make a stand
They took my pride after they stole my land
Left me with dust in my hands

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