Medicinals - Demo

I was walking through the National Mall
Thinking about medicinals
How they used to grow there
When the ground was a marshland
Undisturbed by human hands
Then I heard their voices

The Sumac said, "We were always here"
Witch Hazel, "We were always here"
The Sassafras, "We were always here"
Blue stem grasses, "Always here"

I looked about, what did I see?
Medicinals growing 'round me
Rising from the gravel
The Sumac and the Witch Hazel
Come to kill our pain, our sores
Come to soothe our troubles

The Sumac said, "We were always here"
Witch Hazel, "We were always here"
The Sassafras, "We were always here"
Blue stem grasses, "Always here"

Do you see that woman
Sitting in the wheelchair?
With her Redskins cap on backwards
And a plastic bag swinging
As from inside a paper wrapper

She sips from a bottle
A new painkiller
For the native people
A new painkiller
For the native people