Kids were sent from heaven inside to lead you to the future
Wrap their eyes in blindfolds and still they'll find their way
Blind their lives with pills and lies and still they find their vision
And soon they leave you to your yesterday

And they sing bye bye scars of history
And bye bye bankers' trust
Aquarius is shining and the Son is one of us
And me I don't wanna go to the moon
I'm gonna leave that moon alone
I just want to dance with the Rosebud Sioux this summer
Yes, yes

The media is saturated but the Sweetgrass still grows tall
And Jesse John Blackbear talks to God in Cleveland, Ohio
And Washington is joking but the Navajos are not
And Mother Earth keeps on giving while we're ripening

I talked to seven congressmen, their ears were filled with gold
That their grandfathers had stolen out of the Black Hills
And round and round the dance goes on
And the children are Idle No More
And they will dream the dream my Mother sends to them

And they'll sing bye bye scars of history
And bye bye bankers' trust
Aquarius is shining and the Sun is one of us
And me I don't wanna go to the moon
I'm gonna leave that moon alone
I just want to dance with the Rosebud Sioux this summer
Yes, yes, yes
Wait for me you brown-eyed man

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Writer(s): Buffy Sainte-Marie