To step in the shoes our ancestors used To map out the paths that we tread Is to unravel time and sling them a line They’ve written from the history we’ve read Now the struggle is on for where we belong Don’t shrink from the task that’s at hand ‘Cause I’m steeply inclined to walk a moccasin mile For the love of my fellow human To rebuild upon the toil that’s been done Is to continue elevation Of the framework of those, the ancients who know How to generate veneration Now the struggle is on for where we belong... (Bridge:) To soar above the mighty lake Touch down where angels stand Is to journey within for wisdom’s sake And awake to replenish the land To order our thought and speak the report Of experience up to this day Is to throw to the wind every deep engraving And watch as they blow all away Now the struggle is on for where we belong... So honour is due to the ones who pursue The fulfilment of life’s divine plan And I’m steeply inclined to walk a moccasin mile For the love of my fellow human Now the struggle is on for where we belong Don’t shrink from the task that’s at hand ‘Cause I’m steeply inclined to walk a moccasin mile For the love of my fellow human To soar above the mighty lake Touch down where angels stand Is to journey within for wisdom’s sake And awake to replenish the land