Swan Lee got up at the Running Foot pow-wow,
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heading from the fire to his waiting canoe.
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Chattering Squaw untied the wigwam door,
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the chief blew smoke rings two by two!
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The land in silence stands...
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Swan Lee, his boat by the bank in the darkness,
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loosened the rope in the creek is entwined.
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A feather from the wing of a wild young eagle,
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pointed to the land where his fortune he'd find
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The land in silence stands
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Swan Lee paddled on from the land of his fathers,
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his eyes scanned the undergrowth on either side.
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From the shore hung a hot, heavy, creature infested
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tropic, Swan Lee had a bow by his side
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The land in silence stands
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Swan Lee kept time, half on land, half on water,
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Grizzly bear and raccoon his fare.
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He followed his ears to the great water fall,
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Swan Lee knew deep down that his squaw was there!
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The land in silence stands....
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Suddenly the rush of the mighty great thunder,
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confronted Swan Lee as his song he sang,
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In the dawn, with his squaw, he was battling homewards
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It was all written down by Long Silas Lang.
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The land in silence stands...
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The land in silence stands...
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The land in silence stands.
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Swan Lee (Silas Lang)
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| Pink Floyd |
