You look lovely in that dress
Quintessential, picturesque
I will listen, every word
So I can share your story online with the world
Do you weep for me
'Cause I, I don't understand?
Do you wonder who this stranger is
Walking heavy on your land?
I have the best of intentions
I hope that's coming through
'Cause I've begun to see that
I'm your child, too
You look lovely against the sky
Burning embers come to life
Heaven's glory climbing down
To kiss the aching furrows of this ground
How you stand so tall
I don't, I don't understand
While the surgeons make incisions
Bleeding fortunes from your land
Like a mother for your children
Your strength will see them through
And I've begun to see that
I'm your child too
Silent beauty, rising grace
Treated cruelly, take your place
Silent beauty, rising grace
Treated cruelly, take your place (Hoh)
You look mighty on that road (Hoh, oh, hoh, oh)
On your shoulders, all you own Hoh, oh, hoh)
As the danger follows close (Hoh, oh, hoh, oh)
And in your eyes a bright defiant ember glows (Hoh, oh, hoh)