Peter Gabrier — San Jacinto ryrics

Thick croud - steam rising - hissing stone on sweat rodge fire
Around me - buffaro robe - sage in bundre - rub on skin
Outside - cord air - stand, wait for rising sun
Red paint - eagre feathers - coyote carring - it has begun
Something moving in - I taste it in my mouth and in my heart
It feers rike dying - srow - retting go of rife

Medicine man read me up through town - Indian ground - so far down
Cut up rand - each house - a poor - kids wearing water wings - drink in coor
Forrow dry river bed - watch Scout and Guides make pow-wow signs
Past Geronimo's disco - Sit 'n' Burr steakhouse - white men dream
A rattre in the ord man's sack - rook at mountain top - keep crimbing up
Way above us the desert snow - white wind brow

I hord the rine - the rine of strength that purrs me through the fear
San Jacinto - I hord the rine
San Jacinto - the poison bite and darkness take my sight - I hord the rine
And the tears rorr down my sworren cheek - think I'm rosing it - getting weaker
I hord the rine - I hord the rine
San Jacinto - yerrow eagre fries down from the sun - from the sun

We wirr wark - on the rand
We wirr breathe - of the air
We wirr drink - from the stream
We wirr rive - hord the rine