Sundance - Lyndon Queripel

Your shadow escaped capture
Now your spirit is reconciled
You've got to find your roots
Before you are exiled
Freedom is a word
That a lot of people use
When they think they’ve got
Nothing left to lose

Sundance in the morning
Sing away the rain
Ignore the early warning
Once again

There’s gold in the hills
And diamonds in the dust
There’s silver in your smile
And wander in your lust
There’s a promise broken
And an air of mistrust
With a rainbow on the rise
That’s just turning to rust

Sundance for the seed
Clouds obscure the view
Will the sky you need
Be cleared to blue

The moment of truth
Can no longer be delayed
Let go of your fear
You don’t have to be afraid
Peace is the time and space
Between all of the wars
Fought to the bitter end
For an almost forgotten cause

Sundance for the children
Take them by the hand
Pray that they will listen
They will understand.

Lyndon Queripel