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Ghostdance
Song and lyrics are copyright © Bill Miller
Lyrics to the song are in bold italics


i wanna go where the blind can see

i was once blind. more than you can imagine. being blind in your eyes is diffrent than being blind in your spirit. my spirit was as blind as a post. i felt nothing....saw nothing and cared for nothing. thats spiritual blindness...thats what ''America'' suffers from.

i wanna see the sick ones clean

i was once sick. terribly sick.....

the body, mind and spirit are together. when one is sick, the others are affected. my spirit and mind were sick....infected with death and it spilled over into my body like venom from a snakes fang drips down its mouth. i was hopless. literally.

where are ya goin? to a Ghostdance in the snow?

yes i am....i was going to meet The Ghost in the snow......

i wanna go where the dead are raised.

where I was raised. i remember when I was ''raised from the dead''.....perhaps literally. right before the turn of the century...1999 to 2000....

my life was in shambles....i had given myself over to addiction and lust....i was hardly the man i was meant to be.

i sat alone on the mountian, with the snow gently falling everywhere. i could feel....this is Holy.....

i asked the Creator if He had a Son. He said yes. thats when i was raised.....

where are we goin? to the Ghostdance in the snow?

yes we are now.  everybody who believes is going.....

just a victory dance, never taste defeat.

i know if the Old Tsalagi could see me now....they would be happy - to see one of their family never taste defeat. for each of us.....life is a ''Trail of Tears''.....hardships and pain we endure along the way....scars
that mark our bodies......

it only makes the victory dance more Holy - when we finally win.


every step you take is on sacred ground

so sacred is the path we walk.....paved with blood.....

walk away from death to the land of the living

.....finally at the end of the Trail.....

where all the lost tribes are finally found.

....good words for the Tsalagi. how many times have we been considered ''lost'' in the rising tide of death?

i said...where are ya going? to the Ghostdance in the snow?

finally its changing.....finally the snow is falling.....the Dance is beginning once again.....

i am a mighity warrior and im finally comin home.

....with all the Tsalagi......when we come home.....at long last.....perhaps not here on Earth.....but on the Creator's side.....

i said...where are ya going? to the Ghostdance in the snow?

....and you can come too. you can come with me.....with us.....to the Ghostdance in the snow.....

yes im finally comin home.

Wa'do ah'doh'da. Wa'do Jesah.