Almost Broken (Mamawi)

N'papa Don't just stand there
Is there nothing you can do
Look how momma she's crying
Her dream is coming true

She said that they were on there way
With holy pages in their hands
Black robes and the redcoats
To claim the children of this land

Great spirit who will teach us
The stories in the wind
And how will be hold counsel
Without our next of kin

Will there ever be laughter
And who will be the keepers of our dreams
All that we hold sacred now
Is lost so it seems

We've done nothing to your children
We've not locked away the sun
We've not given you food to eat
That is strange upon your tongue

We've not shaved your head
Or took away your spoken words
We've not taken your dances
And blamed you of devils work

Great spirit who will teach us
The stories in the wind
And how will be hold counsel
Without our next of kin

Will there ever be laughter
And who will be the keepers of our dreams
All that we hold sacred now
Is lost so it seems



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Frisen, Mishi Donovan
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