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Thick cloudSteam rising Hissing stone on sweat lodge fire Around me Buffalo robe 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 scouts 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 say 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 |
 
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