Nations died and lost their land And sacred ground turned to sand Our leaders words the cries of our kin Aswirl around us, adrift in the wind
A weapon of war invaded mankind Fatal germs killed all left behind Sparing those few who fled underground Unlike the redman would never be found
We all need a wishing star A spirit to tell us who we are Our future's unclear it's baked in the clay Give us a chance to start a new day Start a new day...
Why we were spared we may never know We're given a choice, a gun or a bow Beneath our feet the survivors have died Again through the calm of nature we ride
We all need a wishing star A spirit to tell us who we are Our future's unclear it's baked in the clay Give us a chance to start a new day Start a new day...