I left my anger in a river running highway five new hampshire vermont border by college farms hubcaps and falling rocks voices in the woods and the mountaintops i used
to search for reservations and native lands before i realized everywhere stand there have been tribal feet running wild as fire some past life sister of my desire jonas and ezekial hear me now steady now don't come out i'm not ready for the dead to show its face whose turn is it anyway? when i was young my people taught me well give back what you take or you'll go to hell it's not the devil's land you know it's not that kind every devil i meet becomes a friend of mine every devil i meet is an angel in disguise jonas and ezekial hear me now steady now don't come out i'm not ready for the dead to show its face whose turn is it anyway? white chain rope fear be still my dear a bullet in the head now he's dead a friend of a friend someone said he was an activist with a very short life i think there's a lesson here he died without a fight in the war over land where the world began prophecy says it's where the world will end but there's a tremor growing in our own backyard fear in our heads fear in our hearts prophets in the graveyard jonas and ezekiel hear me now stead now don't come out i'm not ready for the dead to show its face whose turn is it anyway? jonas and ezekial hear me now steady now i feel your ghost about i'm not ready for the dead to show its face whose angel are you anyway?