own whatever
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
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
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
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 rainstorm and the
rivers are my brothers
And the heron and the
otter are my friends
And we are all
connected 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 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
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
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