We might be outnumbered I fear they will attack I know we won't surrender And we can't hold them back
We wore down our last welcome Tied our own hands and feet But the ghosts out there outnumber Me and you and you and me
There's a coldness on our shoulders Though the moon's as red as fire They came to claim our homes now And that's why we take flight But we'll protect our families And force them out to sea
I hope the ghosts out there remember The Indian in me believes: We might be outnumbered But just you wait and see I follow the shoreline with my family We lied about our guilt now But not our misery What we've gone and done here I hope our kids don't see
