Indians Scattered On Dawn's Highway Bleeding/ghosts Crowd

Guileless And Without Vanity, We Were Still In Love With Ourselves Then. We Felt Comfortable In Our Skins, Enjoyed The News That Our Senses Released To Us, Admired Our Dirt, Cultivated Our Scars, And Could Not Comprehend This Unworthiness. Jealousy We Understood And Thought Natural--a Desire To Have What Somebody Else Had; But Envy Was A Strange, New Feeling For Us.

I Like People Who Shake Other People Up And Make Them Feel Uncomfortable.

What Have They Done To The Earth? What Have They Done To Our Fair Sister? Ravaged And Plundered And Ripped Her And Bit Her Stuck Her With Knives In The Side Of The Dawn And Tied Her With Fences And Dragged Her Down

Give Me Songs To Sing And Emerald Dreams To Dream And I'll Give You Love Unfolding.

Are You A Lucky Little Lady In The City Of Light? Or Just Another Lost Angel... City Of Night?