Music to the ears,
Tears composed of salt water
Flow to the ocean.
Morning and the fishers put out to sea,
With joy and farewells to their families,
Unaware today they would meet with fate,
To fight for life with a giant rogue wave.
Where the river ends
And ocean begins;
And history's tide,
Thrown from his horse, wounded and outnumbered,
The Cheyenne warrior, ‘Chief Comes in Sight' fights
For his life against the U.S. army,
At the Rosebud River in Montana.
Trees heavy laden with apples galore
Droop boughs of fruit in orchards brimming full.
Where some are released and fall to the ground
To be eaten by deer and critters found.