Skin of the Buffalo by T.H.A.L. (stoner rock band) Lyrics
Born in the shadow of his majesty’s realm
His future death has come this night
The fields weep with blood that spilled from the hunt
The blood has clouded his eyes
Born, cry, grow, the skin of the buffalo
Rise, plan, go, the skin of the buffalo
Fall, love, slow, the skin of the buffalo
Die, dust, flow, the skin of the buffalo
The plan is held by stitches wrapped in the mist
The morning air has come too soon
Become a legend or just step to the side
One last breath and do what you must do
The posse gathers at the bottom of the hill to make a plan
You head’em off
And when the stampede rushes by; his life will flash before his eyes
The winter never stops
Born, cry, grow, the skin of the buffalo
Rise, plan, go, the skin of the buffalo
Fall, love, slow, the skin of the buffalo
Die, dust, flow, the skin of the buffalo
His future death has come this night
The fields weep with blood that spilled from the hunt
The blood has clouded his eyes
Born, cry, grow, the skin of the buffalo
Rise, plan, go, the skin of the buffalo
Fall, love, slow, the skin of the buffalo
Die, dust, flow, the skin of the buffalo
The plan is held by stitches wrapped in the mist
The morning air has come too soon
Become a legend or just step to the side
One last breath and do what you must do
The posse gathers at the bottom of the hill to make a plan
You head’em off
And when the stampede rushes by; his life will flash before his eyes
The winter never stops
Born, cry, grow, the skin of the buffalo
Rise, plan, go, the skin of the buffalo
Fall, love, slow, the skin of the buffalo
Die, dust, flow, the skin of the buffalo