San Jacinto(2002 Digital Remaster) - Peter Gabriel

Thick cloud
Steam rising
Hissing stone on sweat lodge fire
Around me
Buffalo roam
Sage in bundle
Rub on skin
Outside
Cold air
Stand
Wait for rising sun
Red paint
Eagle feathers
Coyote calling
It has begun
Something moving in
I taste it in my mouth and in my heart
It feels like dying
Slow
Letting go of life
Medicine man lead me up through town
Indian ground
So far down
Cut up land
Each house
A pool
Kids wearing water wings
Drink in cool
Follow dry river bed
Watch scout and guides make pow wow signs
Past geronimo's disco
Sit 'n' bull steakhouse
White men dream
A rattle in the old man's sack
Look at mountain top
Keep climbing up
Way above us the desert snow
White wind blow
I hold the line
The line of strength that pulls me through the fear
San jacinto
I hold the line
San jacinto
The poison bite and darkness take my sight
I hold the line
And the tears roll down my swollen cheek
Think I'm losing it
Getting weaker
I hold the line
I hold the line
San jacinto
Yellow eagle flies down from the sun
From the sun
We will walk
On the land
We will breathe
Of the air
We will drink
From the stream
We will live
Hold the line
Hold the line
Hold the line
We will live
Hold the line
Hold the line
Hold the line