Enlightened by the stories of our revelations
From reservation to reservation
I've traveled
Through the metaphors of my own consciousness
Watching my people dance
Birch bark
Black ash baskets
Giving play by plays
Telling stories in my own way
Struggle to keep the sanity
Day by day
Being labeled and judged
Hard for me not to hold a grudge
But when push comes to shove
This Niijii won't budge
Telling stories in my own way
From reservation to reservation
Enlightened by the stories of our revelations