Well, I jumped so high Knocked the table over Thought I saw a ghost Come out of the clover She lived in this house Forty odd years or so
She was buried in the back With the English and the natives Slaughtered like sheep Women and babies A lot of blood and tears Three hundred years ago
It's like they're caught up in the trees In the webs of spiders Spun out of leaves Ghostly riders Lookin' for a trail To find their way back home
But there's nothing back there or tomorrow No place they can put their sorrow Heavy as death Cold as a broken stone
And I call this place my homeland And I claim this land I own But it belongs to another people They possess it in their bones
Well, I can hear them in the night Like a hundred televisions Hummin' down low beneath the subdivisions All they really want is if we can hear â??em now
They been troublin' this plain Looking for attention Making crazy tracks They need an intervention All they really want Is to get back home somehow
So build up a fire Say a little prayer Cook a little meat Pull â??em up a chair And offer them a plate Maybe we can all find peace
You can't bury anything, men or nations Old memories, old vibrations The pain doesn't stop just because the killing ceased
And I call this place my homeland And I claim this land I own It belongs to another people They possess it in their bones
Well, I jumped so high Straight up off the bedsheet Nightmare sky Bloody with the red heat Started to shake Cause I couldn't find my way back home
Well, I landed in the ditch Landed in the gutter Landed in arms of my long lost mother Cryin' like a child While the Bayou Pierre groaned
And I call this place my homeland And I love this land I own It belongs to another people They possess it in their bones
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