Good Words

Thunder rolling down the mount

they hear your voice but it don't count

It sounds a pitch they will amount

to nothing more than wishes made

by savage men stuck in the fade

so easily abused in trade, they



They talk so convincingly

So let that trusting feeling go

Wallowa has let you grow

to nothing else your faith bestow



It's what they call God-given right

Your skin is red and theirs is white

What they can't buy they'll take with might



They talk so convincingly

But good words only last when they're spoken honestly



They talk so convincingly