Soon I will be here no more. You'll hear the tale. Through my blood. Through my people. And the eagle's cry. The bear within will never lay to rest. Wandering on Horizon Road. Following the trail of tears. White man came. Saw the blessed land. We cared you took. You fought we lost. Not the war but an unfair fight. Sceneries painted beautiful in blood. Wandering on Horizon Road. Following the trail of tears. Once we were here. Where we have lived since the world began. Since time itself gave us this land. Our souls will join again the wild. Our home in peace 'n war 'n death. Wandering on Horizon Road.... "I still dream every night. Of them wolves them mustangs those endless prairies. The restless winds over mountaintops. The unspoilt frontier of my kith 'n kin. The hallowed land of the Great Spirit. I still believe. In every night. In every day. I am like the caribou. And you like the wolves that make me stronger. We never owed you anything. Our only debt is one life for our Mother. It was a good day to chant this song. For Her. Our spirit was here long before you. Long before us. And long will it be after your pride brings you to. your end"