Black Elk is gone. Gone to the great beyond. Back to the buffalo. Back to his people; to his home. Chorus: Why it seemed just like yesterday that I heard Black Elk
Translation: From Good Homes. Black Elk Speaks.
Translation: Hawkwind. Black Elk Speaks.
Nervous standing at his door She knocks, he lets her in The flame that flickered long before When they were only kids Just one thing, The thought in side
I hope you know what you're doin? to me here (What you're doin? to me here?) Take some responsibility for your awareness Of the levels on which we lie
Translation: Black Eyed Peas. Every Year.
Monkey shines Snow capped strangers Blind folded we hold hands Going nowhere and far A signpost empty I forget who I am No road is forever dear friend
