It was a hard break, a blood soak When the river ran red and yet we could not float I walk with you through the great divide Still I'm yours from the other side Oh, how the tall grass reaches wide Ghost of the buffalo passing by Lincoln, how will your country die? Rain falls hard from that open sky It's been a long walk I'll go one step further Don't hate the view from the ground up Can we build again from the sound of The truth The truth The truth The truth The truth The truth Oh, how the tall grass reaches wide Ghost of the buffalo passing by Lincoln, how will your country die? Rain falls hard from that open sky