giitchi
10/30/2008 6:30 pm
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Held my tongue in a code of silence Assessed the worth of the Oka violence It's been a fight for what is right Ancient treaties denied.
1990 called it Indian Summer You can feel the beat of a distant drummer, So strong with pride, side by side We share the social changing tide.
Run as One now, it's begun Feel the beat of a different drum And close our ranks, and give our thanks To the Spirit up above.
It's our children's children I am thinking of, They've got to know they can rise above One hundred years, Of quiet fear And press for the mark.
You've got to Run as One, now, It's begun Feel the beat of a different drum And close our ranks, and give our thanks To the Spirit up above.
You've got to Run as One, It's begun Feel the beat of a different drum And close our ranks, and give our thanks To the Spirit up above
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Never lose hope. There is always a battle going on tat you don't see...
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