So you cut all the tall trees down You poisoned the sky and the sea Youve taken whats 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 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 Richers of commons and kings Who strangled and wrestled the ground But they never put back anything Now Im trapped like a dog in a cage Wherever the truth is pursued It must be the curse of the age Whats taken is never renewed River runs red...
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