Spirit rise to greet the sun Takes my hand and beats the drum Tries to make me understand We're as one in the sea of sand
I'm praying for rain To see desert flowers again
The eagle flies up towards the sun High above the fields of Babylon In one claw he hold an olive branch for peace In the other twelve arrows for his enemies
Spirit rise to help us see The loving face of humanity Devoid of fear and free from greed Devoted to the greater need
The locust is born upon the wing It's hunger seems as boundless as the great river plain Where the Tigris weaves its way toward the sea Through a great desert in the heart of man
Sons and daughters of America You lay down your lives For the warlords of America