Song Description
A fight between settlers and Native Americans from the settler's perspective. The deep uneasiness that comes from being taught that killing another human being is okay and even honorable.
| Song Length |
4:05 |
Genre |
Country - Alternative, Folk - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Sociable, Troubled |
Subject |
History, Past, Communication |
| Similar Artists |
Neil Young, The Band |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
An order:
Carry out the drums
And I was waiting
Under yellow sun to just lay it open
Watch the Indians ride
Only I was sleeping
Hey, hey mister hey
I was walking by in the crowd
Don't, don't break your back
So much weeping, so much love around
I overheard the clocks
And I wondered as I got out of bed and picked up my gun
As I looked him in the eyes
If there was a reason
Hey, hey mister hey
I was walking by in the crowd
Don't, don't break your back
So much weeping, so much love around
I only shot him once
Disorder kneeling by the woods
And I'm just laying on my back
Oh we're out of time
For an hour of dreaming
What we wouldn't give to get sewn up tight
Hey, hey mister hey
I was walking by in the crowd
Don't, don't break your back
So much weeping, so much love So much that we can rise above
It's only 'cause I'm dreaming aloud