[Verse 1]
Kachina doll
When morning comes
Will you
[?]
One down from your mountain throne
Down to the canyon floor
From your mason tomb to a lake of death
Buried in pinyon pine
Will you hide your truth
And exploit a boy
Ancient customs
[Verse 2]
Kachina doll
[?]
The tourist in turquoise are back for the summer haul
There's a song in your native tongue
The cries of a mothers womb
A deserted squall from a pueblo shell
The sound of a mission bell
Drowning out the song
And a key-chain with
A saguaro
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