Stolen Land

I saw a picture in the paper of the dirt and smoke
A peoples spirit strong but their bodies broke
The police fired on the lines of the peaceful free
Another dollar made, another tragedy

Brother
Take my hand
I'll share in your burden help me understand
That all ground is sacred and
All that's ever been built is on stolen land

Born in 1953
Loved by his momma and his family
He was robbed by the church of the life he'd known
And given scars that ran to the bone

Brother
Tell me how
I can ask for forgiveness when the sun goes down
For the crimes committed when
They used to say "kill the Indian and save the man"

Louis Riel was a Metis man
Lit the spark of revolution when he made a stand
He fought for his people against the crown
The crown hung him high and they laid him down

Brother
Take my hand
I ask for forgiveness help me understand
All ground is sacred and
All that's ever been built is on stolen land

All that's ever been built is on stolen land
All that's ever been built is on stolen land