Smoke (Acteal) - Lila Downs, Gabriel Hernandez, Ken Basman

How dark is the smoke that falls from the sky

And soaked in our blood are the feathers of time

How dark is the smoke that falls from the sky

And soaked in our blood are the feathers of time

More women and children were killed on that night

More than they could count when they threw 'em in trucks

Some children were kneeling, the saints were all calm

Machetes and gunshots reveal all the blood

O great cave of smoke, o children of stones

What beautiful birds will show us your road

The papers reported the stories we know

Yet silence is deep as the hundreds of souls

And the hundreds of hopes, and the hundreds of hopes

Of our people

How dark is the smoke that falls from the sky

And soaked in our blood are the feathers of time

How dark is the smoke that falls from the sky

And soaked in our blood are the feathers of time

How dark is the smoke that falls from the sky

And soaked in our blood are the feathers of time

How dark is the smoke that falls from the sky

And soaked in our blood are the feathers of time

Now everyone’s waiting and hoping for justice

But will there be goodness where men kill their own

Our wise people say that the mouth of the earth

Has swallowed her fruit

But the eagle and snake will stand for the truth

When the mother of corn has spoken

O axe of our fire, bring justice to life

For we know that power wants one sacrifice

And it wants sacrifice, and it wants sacrifice

Of our people

How dark is the smoke that falls from the sky

And soaked in our blood are the feathers of time

How dark is the smoke that falls from the sky

And soaked in our blood are the feathers of time

Of time

Of time

Of time