Even though I know that you’re already home…
Those are more than just bones...
So much more’s been exposed...
The injustice that’s tortured our souls...
We’re the ones who’ve been cold...
Cause our ashes are what’s in their stoves…
Smoke rose… Seed to rose…
Rest in peace they believe we won’t… but (We will)
You were too good for their graves...
Your names too good to engrave...
No phrase or words that could say
what you’d mean to us all today...
Still it’s for you that we pray...
And we see you in the youth of today...
Can’t imagine someone taking them away…
Making them a slave and breaking them with hate...
We’ll slam the gates on the pastor’s face cause
YOU’RE the ones who’ll emancipate us…
Little souls sweet hands embrace us…
You’re giving us our faith back... YOU saved US…
Truth…. It hurt like booze in the wounds…
Feeling cursed like our truth wasn’t truth…
To the church our youth weren’t youth…
We KNEW that they tried to
bury the proof but the roots of the ancient
spruce that they cut held you close like a blanket…
Smell you in the flowers in the forest so fragrant…
Our Tiger Lillies... So orange and radiant…
Coming for justice… And it ain’t just us…
We’ve got the whole world backing us up…
Little bones underground…
But you’ve been looking down from above…
So sick of all of these government bluffs…
An apology’s just not enough…
The RCMP was a crutch for the Queen...
I’ve seen what benevolence does when it comes from a
place that’s fake… No Love… They preach it but
what we feel’s hate… No trust...
I was taught to give back what you take... No buts...
No if’s or ands or maybes... Just what’s right...
White lies they tell are still lies...
Just dressed up nice in disguise…
When the truth is darker than night skies...
I look where the moon light shines…
On the highway I night drive…
Never touching those white lines…
It’s for you I fight…
Rise up everyday and I try…
Coming for the land back… Yea we are…
And we’ll start with the spots they buried our future…
The properties of the priests and the nuns that abused you…
We lost you once but we’re not going to loose you now…
Your memory’s going to be written down…
We’ll find peace in knowing you’re found…
In sweet release we’ll cry out loud…
So hurt and so Proud…
So hurt and so proud…
Even though we know that you’re home…
Still going to find each bone…
Truth’s going to be exposed…
You’re story is going to told…
Even though we know that you’re home…
We still cry for your souls…
Going to find…
Going to find each bone…
Won’t stop til we find each bone…
Won’t stop til we find each bone…
(Little bones)