I wrote this song about my sister in law. I had been aggravated with her and I was deep in thought when it hit me, and these were my exact thoughts, "how could I be angry with this woman of clay who has saved my brother's life?" Thus this song came about. My brother Samuel Gilmore contributed a few lines and also the guitar, and the vocals and song, were sung and written by me. Please listen to the story of a beautiful woman who soften my brother's life and changed all of our lives for the better. Thank you Rosaura. 

Woman of Clay

A song about the American Indian Genocide. The instrumental is from the traditional Mongolian song called "Mother in the dream" I rewrote it to "People in the dream"

People in the dream lyrics:

"Father where are the buffalo? Why did they all die? 
Daughter, they killed our people, and the food that kept us alive.
If you go to the desert, they still survive.
Poison in the water, smoke in the sky.

People in the dream, so far away. Genocide has made our group so small. 

Father why does the white man say the red man doesn't exist?
Daughter, because our faces remind them of their sins.
The land on which they stand, is watered with our blood; after all that's happened we still love. 

People in the dream, so far away. Genocide has made our group so small. 

Father, how can we rise? How can we beat the odds? 
Daughter, when we realize they hate us because they hate God.
We must reach out our hands and help those in need. We are all humans and red we bleed

People in the dream, so far away. Genocide has made our group so small. 
People in the dream, so far away. 
Together we will tear down the wall."
Written and sung by Joy Gilmore, April 22, 2017

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