You think you own whatever land you land on The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim But if you know every rock and tree and creature Has a life, has a spirit, has a name You think the only people who are people Are the people who look and think like you But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger Youll learn things you never knew, you never knew Chorus: Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain Can you paint with all the colours of the wind Can you paint with all the colours of the wind Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest Come taste the sun sweet berries of the Earth sponsored links Come roll in all the riches all around you And for once, never wonder what theyre worth The rainstorm and the river are my brother The heron and the otter and my friends And we are all connected to each other In a circle, in a hoop that never ends Repeat Chorus How high does the sycamore grow If you cut it down, then youll never know And youll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon For whether we are white or copper skinned We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain We need to paint with all the colours of the wind you can own the Earth and still All you own is Earth until You can paint with all the colours of the wind
Posted on: Fri, 03 Oct 2014 08:35:21 +0000
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