White Rain (Heritage)

White Rain (Heritage)

(Based on the movie Dances with Wolves)

A change is felt in the air; wind blows hard, can carry you away.

Been awhile he’s felt so fine. Traveled a distance, it’s been some time.

It must have been the rain that has created this man.

It’s been a few days now. Okay, so it’s been awhile.

Hasn’t seen a soul except a gray-haired wolf.

He knows it will take some time before they reconcile.

Now don’t run from me.

You’ve made the sun, you’ve made the earth

That he finds so blessed to see.

The heritage grown on this land.

White rain is all that he can see.

White rain, it feels as though it’s falling down on him.

White rain, pray it isn’t so and let it free your soul.

So many had to leave just to fight for their life and not for their land.

How can you ask this of one who’s only wanted just a chance to see

What a life can be like on a home based on the free?

So, he’s given the chance to win their hearts, win their soul,

And the first day he met one, he wanted to know more.

It had been a dream he had to see the high hills and the rolling plains

In the frontier of this heartland.

It was here the wolf was last seen.

White socks must have been the last of the team.

Cause all of the sinners who had no respect took his life away

And now his soul lingers in the air, it’s only what remains.

Now don’t run from him.

You’ve made the sun, you’ve made the earth

That he finds so blessed to see –

The heritage grown on this land.

White rain is all that he can see.

White rain, it feels as though it’s falling down on him.

White rain, pray it isn’t so, and let it free his soul.

They’ve got the hills and the mountains, so quickly it can erode.

They’ve got the trees that nature has given to them,

So why should they let it go?

There’s rolling blue skies where a sparrow flies by.

There’s the plateaus where the buffalo used to roam.

There’s the clouds that pass, but the white rain just won’t last.

The heritage that once was here seems to be no more.

So now you’ve run from him.

The sun nature has made, the earth nature has given to them

Is slowly starting to fade.

They’ve got so much to live for, but as hard as it may seem,

As he stares in disbelief, the heritage is slowly disappearing.

White rain, all that he can see, white rain falling down on him.

White rain slowly disappears, white rain – it frees his mind.

White rain cleanses his soul, white rain falls from the sky and creates no more.

White rain is all that he can see…

 

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Colleen Burns

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