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Tomahawk Album


Anonymous (2007)
2007
1.
War Song
2.
Mescal Rite 1
3.
Ghost Dance
4.
Red Fox
5.
6.
Antelope Ceremony
7.
Song Of Victory
8.
9.
10.
11.
12.
13.
Long, Long Weary Day
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War Song

[No lyrics]

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Mescal Rite 1

[No lyrics]

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Ghost Dance

[No lyrics]

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Red Fox

[No lyrics]

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For whom there grows
Spies over fields of rice
Float down a lotus stream
A plant with dew

I will bring for you little lovely dream
A little love-ly dream

Dear eyes good night, in a golden light
The stars around you will bleed

For you I will press, soft caress

Little lovely dream

Sweet sweet shut your eyes
The wild fireflies
The wild fireflies dancing
Through the fairy name

Straight from the poppy bowl
It was for you I stole
And just for you I stole
A still little lovely dream

Hush demon baby
Your time will soon come
Your sleep will be broken
By temper tantrum

Hush demon darlin'
Rest while you may
For strife comes a living
And waking with the day

Sleep momma dearest
The tear upon my heart

Sleep sleep my darling
Sleep sleep sleep on
Sleep sleep my darling
Sleep sleep sleep on

I have brought for you a little lovely dream
A little love-ly dream

When dawn lights the skies
Open thy eyes

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Antelope Ceremony

[No lyrics]

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Song Of Victory

[No lyrics]

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Omaha (x2)

We walk against the wind
Take me there
Take me there

Omaha (x2)


We swim against the current
Take me there
Take me there

Omaha (x2)

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Hey-ya (Repeatedly)

I'll tell the joyful kids to play in the light
Then won't you come along, listen every one
We're dancing in the sun

I'll tell the joyful kids to play in the light
Then won't you come along, listen every one
We're dancing in the sun

I'll tell the joyful kids to play in the light
Then come along
We're dancing in the sun

I'll tell the joyful kids to play in the light
Then come along
We're dancing in the sun

Hey-ya (Repeatedly)

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Chanting

I'm the happy ghost wandering the horizon
The self-aggravating master divine
And I'll be reborn under a human disguise
In the circle of smoke 'round the fire in your eyes
With the perfect assurance of a master hand
I will paint you a picture of the master plan
With none of your reasons and none of your rhyme
Give me two scoops of sugar and the world is just fine
Sing it

Onyxes and granites and mothers-of-pearl
And the rings of gold and the marbled swirls
And the endless folds of glistening wings
Watch them bubbling effortlessly, colours sink
Smörgåsbord of vision and an orgy of taste
And the conspiracies and the sacreds are graced
With a sense of the past, I'm behind in the race
All the cravens in the world won't eclipse my embrace
Sing it

Like water we're flowing, like water we're cool
Flowing upstream and down into the pool
Going to the ocean can't explain it away
And ya hear my words and to enter the bay
While at the ending you've committed no crime
Just open your ears and let my voice be your guide
Keep your hands off the trigger, I'm controlling this ride
Irrigate the green fields of your caverns inside
Sing it

I'm the happy ghost wandering the horizon
The self-aggravating master divine
And I'll be reborn under a human disguise
In the circle of smoke 'round the fire in your eyes

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We look far we look wide but we never see
Turn the eye deep inside but we never see
The spirit's face
Our fortune from blood of the enemy
Nestin up in the woods of your family
Now fly away
You are young
You got pride
All your power inside
What your spirits say
Let you roar let you cry and make you say

We look far we look wide but we never see
Turn the eye deep inside but we never see
The spirit's face
Close your eyes and you'll hear the horizon speak
Visualize all the forms that I can take
And don't be afraid
You are old
You are wise
Are your powers a power
What your spirit say
Let you crawl let you cry and make you say

Totem

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Oh, the Crow, our Father
Oh, the Crow, our Father
He is All in All
Oh, the Crow, our Father
He is All in All
Oh, our Father Crow
A e-yo he-ye he-ye yo!

Father!

Oh, the Crow, our Father
Oh, the Crow, our Father
Hes is All in All
Oh, our Father Crow
A e-yo he-ye he-ye yo!


hesunant' ho-hur
hesunant' ho-hur
bahtnahoit-ti
hesunant' ho-hur
bahtnahoit-ti
Hesunant' no!

hesunant' ho-hur
hesunant' ho-hur
bahtnahoit-ti
Hesunant' no!
A e-yo he-ye he-ye yo!

oh, the crow, our father
oh, the crow, our father
he is all in all
oh, the crow, our father
he is all in all
oh, our father Crow
A e-yo he-ye he-ye yo!

Father!

oh, the crow, our father
oh, the crow, our father
hes is all in all
oh, our father Crow
A e-yo he-ye he-ye yo!

oh, the crow, our father
oh, the crow, our father
he is all in all
oh, the crow, our father
he is all in all
oh, our father Crow
A e-yo he-ye he-ye yo!

Father!

oh, the crow, our father
oh, the crow, our father
hes is all in all
oh, our father Crow
A e-yo he-ye he-ye yo!

References: The Indians' Book by Natilie Curtis Berlin pg. 201

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Long, Long Weary Day

[No lyrics]

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