Colours of the wind
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You think you own whatever land you land on
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a irit, 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 footste 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 a gri ing bobcat why he gri ed?
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
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth
The rai torm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all co ected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or let the eagle tell you where he's been?
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?
How high does the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For whether we are white or co er-ski ed
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain
Need to paint with all the colours of the wind
You can own the earthe and still
All you'll own is earth until
You can paint with all the colours of the wind
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You think you own whatever land you land on
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a irit, 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 footste 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 a gri ing bobcat why he gri ed?
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
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth
The rai torm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all co ected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or let the eagle tell you where he's been?
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?
How high does the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For whether we are white or co er-ski ed
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain
Need to paint with all the colours of the wind
You can own the earthe and still
All you'll own is earth until
You can paint with all the colours of the wind
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