From the Indians Who welcomed the pilgrims
And to the buffalo who once ruled the plains
Like the vultures circling
From the Indians Who welcomed the pilgrims
And to the buffalo who once ruled the plains
Like the vultures circling
Beneath the dark clouds
Looking for the rain
Looking for the rain
Just like the cities
Staggered on the coastline
Living in a nation that just
Can't stand much more
Like the forest buried
Beneath the highway
Never had a chance to grow
Never had a chance to grow
And now it's winter
Winter in America
Yes and all of the healers
Have been killed
Or sent away, yeah
But the people know, the people know
It's winter
Winter in America
And ain't nobody fighting
Cause nobody knows what to save
Save your soul, Lord knows from winter in America
And to the buffalo who once ruled the plains
Like the vultures circling
From the Indians Who welcomed the pilgrims
And to the buffalo who once ruled the plains
Like the vultures circling
Beneath the dark clouds
Looking for the rain
Looking for the rain
Just like the cities
Staggered on the coastline
Living in a nation that just
Can't stand much more
Like the forest buried
Beneath the highway
Never had a chance to grow
Never had a chance to grow
And now it's winter
Winter in America
Yes and all of the healers
Have been killed
Or sent away, yeah
But the people know, the people know
It's winter
Winter in America
And ain't nobody fighting
Cause nobody knows what to save
Save your soul, Lord knows from winter in America
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