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Textes et Paroles de La Push





We live in a bowl made of sky and starsPerched on the edge of the worldAnd around the Reservation everyone drivesIn pick-ups and beaten-up carsAnd the rattles and drums they rise and they fallThe circle unbroken in the village hallWith the flag of the conquerors high on the wallAnd the sound of the foghorn on the islandBury my heart deep in the forestPerish my body in the cold, cold waterAnd bless what is left, bless what is left of the tribeThere were fish and there were whales out past the jagged rocksSharp like the teeth of the bayAnd there are credit cheques cashed at the village storeAnd junk food and beer for the dayAnd the rattles and drums they rise and they fallIn the circle unbroken in the village hallWith the flag of the conquerors high on the wallAnd the sound of the foghorn on the islandBury my heart deep in the forestPerish my body in the cold cold waterAnd bless what is left, bless what is left of the tribeLook away, look away, the wolf transforms into a manSome things should never be seenAnd a hundred great birds swoop down across the breakersAnd the Spirit Wind blows and things they just happenSo bury my heart deep in the forestPerish my body in the cold cold waterAnd bless what is left, bless what is left of the tribe


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