Sun breaks over the Yellow Dog, call the thunder down.
Feel the wind rush against my face.
Sound of the children, break the stillness of the morning.
Red-tail rises not a mile from this place.
All through the night, they kept the fire burning.
All through the night, they sang.
Call the directions, put tobacco down.
Prayers and smoke, dancing on the wind.
Here at Eagle Rock, we will take our stand.
Here at Eagle Rock, we will pray.
For the healing of our people.
The redemption of our land.
There's a fire burning in our hearts.
Ishkode, Ishkode.
Four thousand years, this place has been sacred.
It will be for a thousand more.
All those who love her, we cry all our relations.
See the old ones sing, see the young ones grow.
Here at Eagle Rock, we will take our stand.
Here at Eagle Rock, we will pray.
For the healing of our people.
The redemption of our land.
There's a fire burning in our hearts.
Ishkode, Ishkode.
There is a law, that is higher than any government.
Places more important than a mine.
A love that is greater, than any corporation.
Ask the Eagle, ask the Bear, ask the Pines.
Here at Eagle Rock, we will take our stand.
Here at Eagle Rock, we will pray.
For the healing of our people.
The redemption of our land.
There's a fire burning.
Here at Eagle Rock, we will take our stand.
Here at Eagle Rock, we will pray.
For the healing of our people.
The redemption of our land.
There's a fire burning in our hearts.
Ishkode....Ishkode...Ishkode...Ishkode.
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