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Think you own whatever land you land on
Earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name
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
You learn things you never knew
You never knew
Have you ever heard the wolf cry
to the blue corn moon?
or ask the grinning bobcat why he grinned
Can you sing with all the voices
of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Come run the hidden pinet rails of the forest
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once never wonder what they re worth
The rainstorm and the rivers are my brothers
And the heron and the other are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle in a hoop that never ends
or let the eagle tell you where he s been
How high does the sycamore grow
If you cut it down, then you ll never know
And you ll never hear the wolf cry
To the blue corn moon
Or whether we are white or copper-skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains
Need to paint with all the colors of the wind
You can own the Earth and still all you ll own is earth
Until you can paint with all the colors of the wind
Earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name
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
You learn things you never knew
You never knew
Have you ever heard the wolf cry
to the blue corn moon?
or ask the grinning bobcat why he grinned
Can you sing with all the voices
of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Come run the hidden pinet rails of the forest
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once never wonder what they re worth
The rainstorm and the rivers are my brothers
And the heron and the other are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle in a hoop that never ends
or let the eagle tell you where he s been
How high does the sycamore grow
If you cut it down, then you ll never know
And you ll never hear the wolf cry
To the blue corn moon
Or whether we are white or copper-skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains
Need to paint with all the colors of the wind
You can own the Earth and still all you ll own is earth
Until you can paint with all the colors of the wind
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