| Medicine Wise men say that rushing is violence
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| and so is your silence
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| when its rooted in compliance
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| To stand firm in loving defiance,
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| make art your alliance
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| give voice to the fire
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| Move people to the beat of the wind
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| Gather yourself and begin
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| to dance the song until it ends
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| We are winners, champions of the light
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| forming in numbers and might
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| keep the truth close in sight…
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| Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
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| walking with grace, I know your face, and I trust your hands
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| Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
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| walking with grace, I know your face, and I trust your handsFind your teachers
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| in the voice of the forests
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| unplug you cant ignore this
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| wisdom of the voiceless
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| Remedies are bountiful and surround us
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| from the garden to the farthest
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| prayers made of star dustFind your healing in the music that calls you
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| the voice that enthralls you
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| what do you belong to
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| Eyes out theres the setting of the sun
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| give thanks to each and everyone
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| the lesson is the… Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
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| walking with grace I know your face, and I trust your hand
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| Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
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| walking with grace, I know your face, and I trust your hand
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| Poem: I believe in bending backwards and extending
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| in my tracks
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| trip back
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| until the lesson is in action and
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| your yard is feeding
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| stop stark the disbelieving
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| cause the garden holds the shards
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| the medicine is in the seeds whenWe hold tight to our right to protect and
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| we know our might is 10-fold in connection
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| our elders hold them bright lights
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| we protect them
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| the medicine is evident
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| the wolf, the hawk, the bear clan
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| We hold tight to our right to protect and
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| we know our might is 10-fold in connection
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| our elders hold them bright lights
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| we protect them
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| the medicine is evident
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| the wolf, the hawk, the bear clan…
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| Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
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| walking with grace, I know your face, and I trust your hands
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| Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
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| walking with grace, I know your face, and I trust your hands |