I Have No Indian Name

Sometimes when you are at a loss for words, and heart is heavy, some lyrics or the arch of a tune can offer something that soothes. This song reminds me of someone I  sort of know who has gone through a difficult week.

WALELA: I HAVE NO INDIAN NAME 

Where was my grandmother, did you ever let her know

That you had a brown-skinned daughter,

you chose to let her go

Did she drown in dirty water,

Was she broken by the snow

When the Jesus people caught her,

like a little crippled doe

I have no Indian name, no I have no Indian name

Is the rainbow just a color for the blood inside my veins

I have no Indian name, no I have no Indian name

And my tears smoke the fire as I stand inside the rain

You forgot to kiss me mamma,

did you ever mean a thing

To the one who was my father,

Is he the one you blame

for this watered-down creation,

that you never called your own

Now I cry out to the spirit, there raven all alone

I have no Indian name, no I have no Indian name

Is the rainbow just a color for the blood inside my veins

I have no Indian name, no I have no Indian name

And my tears smoke the fire as I stand inside the rain

I have no Indian name, no I have no Indian name

Is the rainbow just a color for the blood inside my veins

I have no Indian name, no I

you forgot to kiss me mamma.....