Don't hang that sign on me You're the stranger Don't try to talk to me You're the stranger On the seas They came from far away From the skies Their silver birds of prey In one day Ten thousand years could change We are fools To live your pilgrim ways Don't hang that sign on me You're the stranger Don't try to talk to me You're the stranger And we drive Five hundred miles this time To the edge Of crystal-cut blue sky Silence breathes South of the border line Silent trees Look back and wonder why Did Father and his Holy Son Spread the word and point the gun? And where the eagle used to fly They carve their concrete in the sky Tearing at our Mother's skin Taking all her blood within Remember how it used to be? Did Father and his Holy Son Spread the word and point the gun And where the eagle used to fly They carve their concrete in the sky Tearing at our Mother's skin Taking all her blood within Remember how it used to be? Stand up again and say: Don't hang that sign on me You're the stranger Don't try to talk to me You're the stranger Don't hang that sign on me You're the stranger Don't try to talk to me You're the stranger