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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'll learn things you never knew you never knew.
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue, corn moon?
Or asked the grinning bob cat why he grins?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?
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.
Come roll in all the riches all around you, and for once never wounder what they're worth.
Brainstorm at the river of my brothers,
the heren and the otter are my friends,
and we are all connected to eachother,
in a circle, in a hope that never ends.
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the clue, corn moon?
Or let the eagle tell you where he's been?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?
How high does the sicamore 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 wear the eagle white or copper skin.
Can you sing with the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?
You can own the earth and still, all you'll own is earth untill you can paint with all the colours of the wind......
