Painted Hearts

Ha hey ya hey ya

Hey ya hey ya hey ya

Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo

Ha hey ya hey ya

Hey ya hey ya hey ya

Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo

I am no one's brother

I am no one's father

I am the wind, the sun

The hoofbeats of the buffalo

I was born from this dirt

Learned to sing from songbirds

My spirit one and the same with those of the antelope

My spirit one and the same with those of the ants below

My people call me their chief

Sing with me and look to me

I ride a horse of gold

The great spirit gave to me

Our valley's so familiar

We've built our tribe upon her

She holds our children as they dance on with naked toes

She holds our triangle homes made of hide from the buffalo

Ha hey ya hey ya

Hey ya hey ya hey ya

Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo

Ha hey ya hey ya

Hey ya hey ya hey ya

Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo

The grass is stirring strangely

There is no peace upon me

And there are ghosts of white

Appearing on the hill above

With violence on their faces

They're moving from their places

They've come to take what can't be owned by anyone

They've come to take what can be lost but can't be won

We are surrounded quickly

There's screaming all around me

As the skins of our babies and mothers are ripped apart

The earth is colored red now

I hear her crying outloud

For the white skin that's taken the place of painted hearts

Their blades pointed at my painted heart

I'll lead my people to the land of spirit hearts

And I'll sing

Ha hey ya hey ya

Hey ya hey ya hey ya

Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo

Ha hey ya hey ya

Hey ya hey ya hey ya

Ho way ho wa hey ya hey yo