Oh the light
Full moon upon us
The ancient world
The coyotes cry

The dogs are running now
My heart is racing now
My body’s pacing now
But we’re all in stride

I can feel the drums inside
I can hear the buffalo
I can feel the uprise
I can hear the Spanish cries
On the Pueblo

This is my New Mexico
This is where my battle cries
This is where my father died
This is how the falcon flies

This is where my poet lives
This is where my feathers rise
This is where the wreckage lies
This is where I first came alive
On the Pueblo

And I can hear the heart beat
In everything around me
And I can hear the heart beat
In everything around me

Now the time has come
both our worlds have spun
I’ll take some sage from yours
and leave you light from mine

I’ll lay the head dress down
I’ll pray to St. Jerome
That my wings won’t fail me now
When I fly back home
From the Pueblo