Pocahontas Lyrics - Everclear

Aurora borealis, the icy sky at night 

Our paddles break the water in a long and hurried flight 

From the white man and the fields of green 

And the homeland we've never seen 

They killed us in our tepee, they cut our women down 

They might have left some babies cryin' on the ground 

But the big guns and the wagon wheels come 

Yes, and the night falls on the setting sun 

They massacred the buffalo, kitty corner from the bank 

The taxis run across my feet and my eyes have turned to blanks 

In my little room at the top of the stairs 

Yeah, with an Indian rug and a pipe to share 

I wish I was a trapper, I would give thousand pelts 

To sleep with Pocahontas and to find out how she felt 

In the morning on the fields of green 

Oh, in the homeland we've never seen