It is a historic day cloaked in black velvet
moving across the landscape in a hearse
she is covered in white daisies
wild Native men chant and blow smoke
from peace pipes and renegade cowboys
sit on horses in the distance
it's no big deal
just a twenty mile canyon
We can take this in one night with a pig bladder full of peyote
Come on now, there's plenty of stars in the sky
She'll just become one of them.