The New Wild West
You see the ghosts of the buffalo
Moving both fierce and slow
Like glittering prophesies
On the edge of the horizon
As you drive glittering highways
And beaten-up by-ways
That straddle and girdle
A great and many-faced nation
There are lambs in the ghettos
Who worship their Gapettos
Believing in
song performed by Jewel from This Way
Added by Lucian Velea
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