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As long as the grass grows The rivers will flow and the smoke will rise The summers will flee and wherever the shadow falls Your land will be yours As long as night turns to day The wind will blow and the clouds will float The sun will be a sheet And so as the years go Your land will be yours ®: Just a little big man He knew so well what your knife was the sadness of empty saddles the little big man waited for his sign Only the little big man blessed the power of fire From the red stones he welcomed the pipe Still, the dream buried the great dream of Wounded Knee As long as the grass grows Hands dirty until they cross the river in the plains The river stops, you don't hear the cry The sun shines bloody As long as night turns to day words don't apply And what is really just That curse that fell on your land on your lost land ®: As long as the grass grows The wounds will not heal and the rain will not wash away the river will not merge into one strong stream A strong stream of hopes .. As long as night turns to day Heart broken, and their ancient dream the rock echo will not return to your land a strong current of hope