Black Elk Speaks
Written by: Todd Sheaffer, lyrics - Todd Sheaffer, Patrick Fitzsimmons, Brady Rymer, music
Times Played 260
First Played 09-10-2010
Last Played 07-16-2025
Lyrics:
- "white heat, was on our tracks and the four legs on the run
- white heat, on our back and burning like a sun
- we walked, walked til there was nowhere left to go
- we walked, many fell down, bloody in the snow"
- "white heat was on our tracks and growing to a flood
- white heat was on our backs and speaking like a gun
- we fought, fought 'til there was nowhere left to go
- we fell, a pool of red 'neath passing wheels of mud and snow"
- Black Elk, I did not know then how much was at an end
- Black Elk, I see it now from the high hill of old age
- Black Elk, I see the people scattered along the gulch
- Black Elk, I see it now as when I saw with young eyes
- and I see....something else died in the bloody snow
- I see...a people's dream died there;
- it was a beautiful dream
- It was a beautiful dream