..Flute and Music Opening..
Father Sun
Mother Earth
From the East to the West
Tribal Nations with modern pharaohs
Premonitions of broken arrows
Signs from the heavens
For-tell the future of man
Oh Great Spirit From the East
I want no blood Upon our land
To stain the grass just keep it clear and pure
So that all who walk among the people
May find it peaceful when they go to the West
We are like birds with broken wings
Finding our way back home
From the East to the West
Where our Mother Earth is free to all
And no one stands alone
So when you see a new trail or a footprint
You do not know follow it to closely
From the East to the West and you will know
To the East of clarity Of the rising sun
To the North of wisdom where the cold comes from
To the West of introspection of the setting sun
To the south of the child where light comes from..
Copyrights © Feb 2008
Eddie Three Eagles ~ Felipe Rose..
Forrest "Frosty" Lawson..
