Brant Bjork Too Many Chiefs... Not Enough Indians Lyrics

In the sun he hides from you, cuz you smile and then tell
him lies
But the boy he always knew, that they'd choke upon his
pride
As they're greed...it eats the sand, turns to stone all
that lives
All he builds is made by hand...and the love he always
gives
When they look into his eyes Why can't they let him be
And he knows they're not that blind
They just choose not to see
Only knows what's beating in his heart, so he never
speaks his mind
Says his prayers and tries so hard
And the lord says give it time

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