BILL Lyrics

Blood thicker than oil

Ostensibly, a Cherokee drum beats beneath my feet

Brought in late to the foil

We both know there's no drum that sounds for me

Family not of kin still has love that over flows the brim

Just goes to show how oil can be spread so very thin

From California to Utah to Arkansas and back

A little girl will explain to her son

That her father is not her dad

A concept he won't grasp until later on in life

Blood does not equal love

It's more about the bonds that we tie

He took me to all the Powwows and said

This is who we are

As a boy

I fell in love with all of the long haired girls

And watched them dance from afar

He showed me how to make flutes from hand tools

Just like his ancestors

He felt no need to explain to me

That I had no point upon his antlers

Either way, we were family

More love to give than the time he had left

His wife always his bride

If he was good, he was vertical

Burned her name on driftwood from ocean tide

So that drum you hear beneath me

When I come walking by

Know that it's a proud and happy Cherokee man

Watching above in the sky