"When the sun raised its head between the shoulders of the night,
there were only dogs and smoke, and tends upside,
I pulled an arrow into the sky to get him breathing
I pulled an arrow into the wind to make it bleed,
The third arrow you look it up on the bottom of Sand Creek "
there were only dogs and smoke, and tends upside,
I pulled an arrow into the sky to get him breathing
I pulled an arrow into the wind to make it bleed,
The third arrow you look it up on the bottom of Sand Creek "