"The Indians' Spirits"
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Down in the deep my spirit will creep
Out of the window into the air
No one knows where.
Deathless and lifeless, sleepless of fears
Indians will keep their spirits near—
Creeping about in the open air
No one knows where.
Down in the deep my spirit will creep,
Fearless of sorrow and fearless of time,
Indian will seek a spirit to help his creed.
Out of the window into the air
No one knows where.
Indian spirit shall share
Deathless and lifeless, sleepless of fear
The noise of my spirit shall speak very clear.
Out of the window into the air
No one knows where
When far into the darkened night a change in the air
The Indian spirit shall creep out of no where.
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