Indian Woman

She looks up at the ceiling

It's no different than the floor

And he says to her

"Indian woman makes no difference to me"

Someone had to suffer for our progress

Can't you see

She's seen too much to care any more

She just stares into nothing

Till she can stare no more

And he says

"Indian woman there's no color in your eyes"

If you can't help yourself how can I

Dare to try

We cut off her hands

Then we anger 'cause she bleeds

We say survival of the fittest

She's too tired to disagree

We cut off her arms

And then we command her to climb

Different people, different culture

Different time

Quebec's getting restless

And the rest of the country does not know why

Indian woman, whoa, registers no surprise

There are no politics

When you're struggling to survive

This country keeps on changing

Leaving her so far behind

She feels just like a stranger

In another space and time

Whoa, Indian woman's seen the fear

The greed, the lies

It cuts right through her

But she's seen too much to cry

We cut off her hands

Then we anger 'cause she bleeds

We say survival of the fittest

She's too tired to disagree

We cut off her arms

And then we command her to climb

Different people, different culture

Different time

Different people, different culture

Different time

Different people, different culture

Don't resign