In this episode, Dennis concludes his conversation with Cherokee speaker Rachel Girty of Tahlequah on the Cherokee Nation Reservation.

Episode 1219, November 9, 2025

In this episode, Dennis begins his conversation with Cherokee speaker Roy Blackfox of Tahlequah on the Cherokee Nation Reservation.

Episode 1220, November 16, 2025

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Love of Yesterday

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Maya Way & Cherokee - Love of Yesterday (Dub Mix)

Maya Way & Cherokee - Love of Yesterday (Radio Edit)

“The Lost Land” is a haunting ceremonial protest song rooted in grief, memory, and survival.
Blending deep heartbeat drums, raw female vocals, and Cherokee phonetic chants, the track paints the story of a land scorched by fire, loss, and history, and the small spark of life that rises from the ash.

The lyrics move through ancestral memory, devastation, and rebirth, confronting themes of cultural erasure, generational trauma, and the beauty of resilience. The Cherokee language becomes the backbone of the song, honoring the land and the people who still stand on it.

Dark, cinematic, and spiritual, The Lost Land feels like a prayer, a warning, and a battle cry all at once. The sound echoes ancient fires, heavy skies, and the quiet strength of a single green sprout fighting through charred soil.

A song for those who survived.
A song for those we lost.
A song for the land that remembers...


LYRICS:

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[Intro]
The fire gutted the valley.
The mountains learned to scream.
Ash choked out every heartbeat
even the roots stopped their dream.

Tsisqua do not cry here now.
Their shadows fled the blaze.
This land does not forget its dead.
It calls me by my name.

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[Verse 1]
The sky went black with mourning.
The wind dragged off the slain.
The trees bent low in witness
their leaves a prayer of pain.

I walk through bones of memory.
I breathe what once was light.
The ground is shaking under me
it still recalls the night.

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[Chorus]
The Lost Land…
shattered by a silent hand.
I walk through ruined beauty
a world that couldn’t stand.

Oo-yuh-wee…
["the people"]
Oo-dah-nuh-huh-ee…
["the burning"]
Eh-loh-hee…
["the land"]

Eh-loh-hee - Eh-loh-hee - Oo-yoo-tuh-dee…
["the grief"]
Doo-lees-dah!
["the pain"]
Oo-dah-nuh-hee-dah!
["the burning again"]
EH-LOH-HEE!!!

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[Verse 2]
I hear my elders calling
their footsteps shaken loose.
Their voices split the silence.
Their sorrow becomes my truth.

The riverbed is emptied out.
Its pulse is just a thread.
But under all this ruin,
the land refuses dead.

The smoke is thick with memory.
The soil splits with fear.
But still the heartbeat answers
“I am here. I am here.”

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[Final Chorus]
The Lost Land…
crying underneath my feet.
I carry every memory
the wounds, the fire, the heat.

Oo-yuh-wee!
["the people"]
Oo-dah-nuh-huh-ee!
["the burning"]
Eh-loh-hee!
["the land"]

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[Outro]
Eh-loh-hee… Eh-loh-hee…
I walk where the living cannot stand.
But my heart stays here
in the lost land.

The Lost Land

“We’re Still Here” is a raw, modern Native protest anthem blending cinematic dark folk with Cherokee phonetic chants and heavy, heartbeat-driven percussion.
The song confronts today’s Indigenous struggles head-on: generational trauma, addiction, mental health battles, land loss, MMIW, cultural erasure, and the silence of systems meant to protect us. We’re Still Here is both a warning and a promise-a voice for those ignored, strength for those who remain, and a reminder that no matter what was taken…
we are not gone. We're still here.

LYRICS:

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[Intro]
They buried our voices.
We dug them back out.
We’re still here
and we’re done being quiet.

Eh-loh-hee gah-woh-nee-hee.
["The land is speaking"]
Oo-yuh-wee dah-gwah-doh-huh-vee.
["Our people are rising"]

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[Verse 1]
They say “just move,” like we’re a stain
but where do you run from generational pain?
This land is the one thing left that stayed,
the only promise this country never made.

They say “move on” like the past is gone,
but the past keeps walking with its boots still on.
Kids go hungry, mothers pray,
another body taken away.

Addiction grows where hope runs thin,
not weakness, just what trauma’s in.
Needles glitter where the light won’t reach,
and silence swallows what we can’t teach.

Mental health stays on the shelf,
’cause help costs more than life itself.
We lose our men to quiet fights;
we lose our women to stolen nights.

Red dresses don’t “symbolize”
they scream a truth they can’t disguise.
Law looks past us like smoke and air;
they only show when it’s easy to care.

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[Chorus]
We bleed, but we stand.
Every heartbreak, every hand.
We break, but we rise.
Every tear beneath these skies.

Oo-yuh-wee!
["The people!"]
Eh-loh-hee ah-nuhv!
["For the land!"]
Oo-dah-nuh-huh-ee!
["Through the burning!"]

We’re here, and we’ll stay
they didn’t make us, they can’t take us away.

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[Verse 2]
Pipelines slice where rivers heal;
rez houses rot with blackened steel.
Kids drop out just to survive,
older ones tired of staying alive.

Healing costs what we don’t earn;
suffering’s free at every turn.
They film our dances, steal our art
but never hold our grieving heart.

We bury young in open rain,
too much loss for one soul’s frame.
The country shrugs like it’s routine
another life lost, another unseen.

They love our stories but fear our truth,
teach our culture but erase our youth.
Want our rhythm, want our sound
but not our feet on sacred ground.

Still we pray, with smoke and flame,
say our language like reclaiming names.
Even as the world looks through
the land still whispers, “I see you.”

Chee-geh-sv-ee.
["I am strong."]
Tlah yah nee-gah-dah ee-yoo-s-dee.
["We are not small."]
Tlah ohs-dah dee-goh-hwel-vee geh-s-vee.
["Our voices will never fade."]

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[Bridge]
Oo-yuh-wee — we’re still standing.
["The people — standing strong."]
Eh-loh-hee — still demanding.
["The land — calling us back."]
Oo-yoo-tuh-dee — grief commanding.
["Our grief — speaking truth."]

We’re still here, we’re still here.

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[Final Chorus]
We bleed, but we stand.
We’re the memory of this land.
We break, but we rise.
Thunder lives behind our eyes.

Oo-yuh-wee!
["The people!"]
Oo-dah-nuh-huh-ee!
["The burning!"]
Eh-loh-hee gah-lee-joe-day!
["The land forever!"]

We’re here, and we’ll stay
no matter what they steal,
we’re not the ones who fade away.

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[Outro]
Eh-loh-hee… Eh-loh-hee…
["Land… land…"]
Oo-yuh-wee noh-gwoo.
["Our people remain."]
Still here… still here…
and louder every year.

We're Still Here

In this episode, Dennis continues his conversation with Cherokee speaker Roy Blackfox of Tahlequah on the Cherokee Nation Reservation.

Episode 1221, November 23, 2025

As we all gather with friends, family and our community this week, we wanted to share the story of our Cherokee Nation Seed Bank and the Cherokee woman in charge of it all: Feather Smith.

In this episode of Siyo from the Rez, we sit down with Feather, Cherokee Nation’s ethnobiology manager and former Miss Cherokee, to learn about the incredible history of our heirloom seeds, the massive undertaking of caring for our Heirloom Garden and Native Plant Site, and how these seeds are helping reconnect Cherokees everyone to our culture and traditions.

Feather Smith | Caring for Our Heirloom Seeds

Episode 1222, November 30, 2025

Tayohi Storm is a Cherokee folk project born from river and sky, where ancestral echoes meet the pulse of modern storytelling. Rooted in the name Tayohi: the beaver, a builder and shaper of rivers, this music carries both legacy and resilience, weaving Cherokee traditions with raw, cinematic folk.

With a sound that drifts between intimate acoustic ballads, thunderous drumscapes, and ethereal, ritual-like chants, Tayohi Storm creates a space where nature, spirit, and storm converge. Each song is both a reflection and a call, songs of water shaping stone, of survival and memory, of voices that refuse to be silenced.

For listeners, Tayohi Storm is not just music, it’s an experience of grounding and transcendence, balancing stillness and power.

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