I've seen you somewhere before Your eyes, your eyes draw me back to the source It's been many moons My mind is too young and i cant place it The spirit within me breathes now These old people sit here with me My feet draw it up And inside i receive it Well i feel it with every breath It circles inside my head And i fear it with each new day And every rain These whispers will age These whispers will age And all their secrets will fade If these whispers they age For these offerings of country and time And this knowledge so long denied Well i thankyou i thankyou Will it ever be recognized Will our children still be denied Is this new culture, simply to young to see it