River Runs Red

So you cut all the tall trees down     You poisoned the sky and the sea   You’ve taken what’s good from the ground     But you left precious little for me    You remember the flood and the fall    We remember the light on the hill   There should be enough for us all    But the dollar is driving us still     The river runs red black rain falls Dust in my hand River runs red black rain falls   On my bleeding land So we came and conquered and found      Riches of commons and kings Who strangled and wrestled the ground     But they never put back anything   Now I’m trapped like a dog in a cage     Where ever the truth is pursued It must be the curse of the age    What’s taken is never renewed      The last Chorus goes: The river runs red black rain falls Dust in my hand River runs red black rain falls   On my bleeding land      land....  land     land....   land