Texty: Killing Joke. Democracy. Medicine Wheel.

She walks up by the path
Into a mountain side
Sedona red the landscape
An offering for her life
She starts to rub her red clay
Across her fair white skin
She starts to dance and play
She plays a drum and sings

She builds a medicine wheel

He studied physics there
An undergraduate
But in the coffee shop
He talks of gaia's love
He talks of gaia's love
He speaks out how he feels
He turns the medicine wheel

He builds a medicine wheel
We build a medicine wheel

I...am so grateful


He wields a band of fire
To fill his heart's desire
And how the wolves they bay
He hears a brand new day
With reverence he plays his song
Stone by stone he carries on
Following some high ideal
He turns the medicine wheel

He turns a medicine wheel
He builds a medicine wheel
She builds a medicine wheel
We build a medicine wheel
He builds a medicine wheel
She builds a medicine wheel
We build a medicine wheel
We build a medicine wheel