You think you own
Whatever land you land on
The earth is just a dead
Thing you can claim
But I know ev'ry rock
And tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name
You think you own
Whatever land you land on
The earth is just a dead
Thing you can claim
But I know ev'ry 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
Footstepa of a stranger
But if you walk the
Footstepa of a stranger
But if you walk the
Footstepa 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 bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with
All the voices of the mountain?
Can you paint with
All the colors of the wind?
Yeah???
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
River are my brothers
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 never ends
How high does
The sycamore grow?
How high does
The sycamore grow?
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
For whwther 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
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 colors of the wind?
You can own the earth and still
All you'll own is earth until
You can paint
With the colors of the wind
You can own the earth and still
All you'll own is earth until
You can paint
With the colors of the wind
