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  • Can you tell us the place where the elders chew
    the sky soft? The place where love is like a perfectly
    quelled arrow flown from bows of pure willow
    And under the thundering roll of ghost buffalo
    Can't you hear the world's heart breaking?
    For it's a test of courage to kiss the snake tongued
    people, the fork tongued people
    Yes, it's a test of courage to kiss the snake tongued
    people, the fork tongued people
    'Cause it's like two tongues at one time
    It's like two tongues at one time
    It's like two tongues at one time
    Like bitter spirits and sweet wine
    Like two tongues at one time, at one time
    So pour all of your souls like magma into the caverns
    Pour all of your souls like magma into the caverns
    Pour them all for the hauntings
    Pour them all for the hauntings
    Cool down for the hauntings and harden for the
    hauntings
    Now granite soul you're a haunter
    A haunter hunting the children of the wild plains
    Now granite soul you're a haunter
    A haunter hunting the children of the wild plains
    And if my great-great-great-great-great-great
    grandma could find them
    She would put all of their poisoned
    All of their poisoned, poisoned teeth
    In her medicine bag, in her medicine bag
    She'd make a graph of our death beat
    Pulse, murmur, quiet...pulse, murmur, quiet...
    Like hiding pheasants in tall grass
    Now there're faces in the rocks and they're
    coming on strong
    Faces in the rocks with medicine tongues
    Faces in the rocks, feels like a million to one
    Woman and man in the moon with a cradleboard son
    Braided 'round close 'till all warmth is gone, gone
    So here take these blankets, here take these blankets
    They're woven from the hair of the dead
    With the hair from your sisters, hair from your brothers,
    Hair from your lovers, hair from the beavers,
    hair from the otters
    The hair from your mothers, hair from your father
    Hair from your lovers, hair from the beavers, hair from
    the otters
    And we, we saw through you
    Like a candle through a buffalo's eye
    And we, we stood by you
    Like a mama bear shot with her cubs at her side
    And we, we saw through you
    Like a candle through a buffalo's eye
  • Can you tell us the place where the elders chew
    the sky soft? The place where love is like a perfectly
    quelled arrow flown from bows of pure willow
    And under the thundering roll of ghost buffalo
    Can't you hear the world's heart breaking?
    For it's a test of courage to kiss the snake tongued
    people, the fork tongued people
    Yes, it's a test of courage to kiss the snake tongued
    people, the fork tongued people
    'Cause it's like two tongues at one time
    It's like two tongues at one time
    It's like two tongues at one time
    Like bitter spirits and sweet wine
    Like two tongues at one time, at one time
    So pour all of your souls like magma into the caverns
    Pour all of your souls like magma into the caverns
    Pour them all for the hauntings
    Pour them all for the hauntings
    Cool down for the hauntings and harden for the
    hauntings
    Now granite soul you're a haunter
    A haunter hunting the children of the wild plains
    Now granite soul you're a haunter
    A haunter hunting the children of the wild plains
    And if my great-great-great-great-great-great
    grandma could find them
    She would put all of their poisoned
    All of their poisoned, poisoned teeth
    In her medicine bag, in her medicine bag
    She'd make a graph of our death beat
    Pulse, murmur, quiet...pulse, murmur, quiet...
    Like hiding pheasants in tall grass
    Now there're faces in the rocks and they're
    coming on strong
    Faces in the rocks with medicine tongues
    Faces in the rocks, feels like a million to one
    Woman and man in the moon with a cradleboard son
    Braided 'round close 'till all warmth is gone, gone
    So here take these blankets, here take these blankets
    They're woven from the hair of the dead
    With the hair from your sisters, hair from your brothers,
    Hair from your lovers, hair from the beavers,
    hair from the otters
    The hair from your mothers, hair from your father
    Hair from your lovers, hair from the beavers, hair from
    the otters
    And we, we saw through you
    Like a candle through a buffalo's eye
    And we, we stood by you
    Like a mama bear shot with her cubs at her side
    And we, we saw through you
    Like a candle through a buffalo's eye