Letras
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Upon the banks of the Cannonball, a stand was made with prayer
In the path of the Coastal Link, we braided our hair
They see a resource for taking, a line to be drawn
We see the veins of our Mother, from whom we are born
So we stand with the Grandmother, who walked for the Lakes
For the song of the water, for all of our sakes
They bring their machines and their money, their paper and fear
But we remember the teaching: the water is dear
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From the ancient Wet'suwet'en lands to the bottles on a shelf
They think they can own life itself, keeping it for themselves
But a blockade is a prayer when the law is a lie
A circle of women who refuse to let the well run dry
We are the keepers, the protectors, a shield for the stream
A living, breathing embodiment of the water's dream
Not a protest of violence, but a standing-up of the soul
To make our wounded Mother, once again, whole
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They speak of the economy, of progress and of gain
But can you drink your investments from a poisoned, barren plain?
Can you serve an injunction to the salmon and the spring?
Or silence the sacred song the water spirits sing?
Our power is not in their courtrooms, it's in the morning dew
It's in the lullaby we sing, it's in me, it's in you
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Nee bee wah bow
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Hey ya hey ya hey ya ho
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