Ghostdance Lyrics - Bill Miller

I want to go where the blind can see 

I want to go where the lame will walk 

I wanna see the sick ones clean 

Where the deaf can hear and the silent talk 

Where are you going, to a ghostdance in the snow? 

Are your all, maybe warriors, that are finally coming home 

I wanna go where the dead are raised 

Where the mountain lion lays down with the lamb 

I wanna stand where God is praised 

I wanna ride across the plains to the promised land 

I said where are we going, to a ghostdance in the snow? 

Are your all, maybe warriors that are finally coming home 

Where I'm going don't need to raise your voice 

No starvation, have plenty to eat 

No guns, no wars, no hateful noise 

Just a victory dance, we'll never taste defeat 

Where there's nothin' done or said that can't be forgiven 

Where every step you take is on sacred ground 

Walk away from death into the land of the living 

Where all the lost tribes are finally found 

I said where are you going, to a ghostdance in the snow? 

Are your all, maybe warriors that are finally coming home 

I said where are you going, to a ghostdance in the snow? 

Are your all, maybe warriors, as they're finally coming home 

As they're finally coming home