Oh, oh get your coldened thunder, get your coldened ride Get your crawling thunder And rise by my side Baby ain't cry Oh, oh listen to the lightning streaking 'cross the sky Oh, oh listen to the lightning Don't ask why, why why Baby don't cry Singing to the sunlight, dancing to the rain Crying to the moonlight Come again, come again Sweet day land Heyoka, honey heyoka, heyoka lakota Oh my heart Arise, arise my heart Oh, oh, oh jerusalem Oh, oh, oh jerusalem Cried the heart of the lamb Oh, oh my heart Arise, arise my heart Oh, oh, oh America God has shared his glide on thee And we waste it like we do the waters And we waste him like we do the water Oh, oh my heart Arise, arise my heart Well, the teepees are dark, and the circle has been broken The valleys are dry, and the mountains are smoking From high in the mesas The word will be spoken And oh the sound of thunder Oh! What glorious sound Well, the light will break, and the rivers will run down The sky will open, and the lord will abound For all who are lost it's the time to be found Turn around children, turn around, turn around And face the sound of thunder Oh! What glorious sound Children, turn around When will the earth be young again No more abel and no more cain Only the bravest will remain To face the sound of thunder Oh! What glorious sound Children turn around Oh, oh, oh parvardigar Oh my lord how high you are Please be my Sun dance and my evening star You are the sound of thunder Oh! What glorious sound Oh, oh my heart Wakin, wakin, wakin Wakin, wakin, wakan wakin wakin wakantanka Oh my only love