Treaty
When you've razed all the forests... silenced all the birds
Destroyed creation that came before your words
When you'e stamped to the ground all the things you fear
One thing to be sure of... I'll still be here
Remember the treaty you have made with me
As long as grass grows and the sky is blue and rivers run free
Does this not mean forever? Or did we not agree?
Will lies and borken promeses be your legacy?
Who am I your Honour? Who am I your Grace?
Who do you see standing here as you look upon my face?
Hear me Mr President... This is Sacred Ground
You cannot own my Spirit, though you might lay me down
So take all your children... teach them your lies
Why waters are polluted... smog fills the skies
You can drain all the oceans and fill them with tears
You will never remove me... I'll always be here
So when you seat your Council, who will come to speak
For the Buffalo, the Eagle, the forest and the trees
The oceans and their bounty are all here nearby
And for all the children standing at our side
Who am I your Honour? Who am I your Grace?
Who do you see standing here as you look upon my face?
Hear me Mr President... This is Sacred Ground
You cannot own my Spirit, though you might lay me down
You cannot take my Sirit... This is Sacred Ground
Writer(s): Neil Young, Joanne L. Shenandoah, Brian Kirkpatrick
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