From Pocahontas 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 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'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 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 sunsweet 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 Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon Or have the Eagle tell where he's been? Can you sing with all the voices of the moutnain Can you paint with all the colors of the wind Can you paint with all the colors of the wind How high will 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 whether we are white or copper skinned We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains We 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

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 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'll 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 grin 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 sunsweet 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 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, 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 skin We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain We need to paint with all the colours of the wind You can own the earth and still All you'll own is earth until You can paint with all the colours of the wind

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 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'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 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 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 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 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 For whether we are white or copper-skinned We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains We 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

What can you expect from filthy little heathens? Their whole disgusting race is like a curse Their skin's a hellish red They're only good when dead They're vermin, as I said, and worse They're savages, savages Barely even human Savages, savages Drive them from our shore They're not like you and me Which means they must be evil We must sound the drums of war They're savages, savages Dirty shrieking devils Now we sound the drums of war This is what we feared The paleface is a demon The only thing they feel at all is greed Beneath that milky hide There's emptiness inside I wonder if they even bleed They're savages, savages Barely even human Savages, savages Killers at the core They're different from us Which means they can't be trusted We must sound the drums of war They're savages, savages! First, we deal with this one Then we sound the drums of war Savages, savages Let's go kill a few, men Savages, savages Now it's up to you, men Savages, savages Barely even human Now we sound the drums of war! This will be the day Let's go, men This will be the morning Bring out the prisoner We will see them dying in the dust I don't know what I can do Still, I know I've got to try Now, we make them pay Eagle, help my feet to fly Now, without a warning Mountain, help my heart be great Now we leave 'em blood and bone and rust Spirits of the Earth and Sky (It's them or us) Please, don't let it be too late (They're just a bunch of filthy, stinking) Savages! (Savages!) Demons! (Devils!) Kill them! Savages! (Savages!) What are we waiting for? Destroy their evil race Until there's not a trace left We will sound the drums of war (How loud are the drums of war?) Now we see what comes Of trying to be chums Is the death of all I love (Now we sound drums of) Carried in the drumming of War!

What I love most about rivers is You can't step in the same river twice The water's always changing, always flowing But people, I guess, can't live like that We all must pay a price To be safe, we lose our chance of ever knowing What's around the riverbend Waiting just around the riverbend I look once more Just around the riverbend Beyond the shore Where the gulls fly free Don't know what for What I dream, the day might send Just around the riverbend For me Coming for me I feel it there beyond those trees Or right behind these waterfalls Can I ignore that sound of distant drumming? For a handsome sturdy husband Who builds handsome sturdy walls And never dreams that something might be coming Just around the riverbend Just around the riverbend I look once more Just around the riverbend Beyond the shore Somewhere past the sea Don't know what for Why do all my dreams extend Just around the riverbend? Just around the riverbend Should I choose the smoothest course Steady as the beating drum? Should I marry Kocoum? Is all my dreaming at an end? Or do you still wait for me, dream giver Just around the riverbend?

Welcome to our house On Maple Avenue See how we polish and we shine We rearrange and realign Everything is balanced and... And... Days, and days, and days That's how it happens Days, and days, and days Made of lunches And car rides And shirts and socks And grades And piano And no one clocks the day you disappear Days, and days, and days That's how it happens Days, and days, and days Made of posing And bragging And fits of rage And boys, my god, some of them underage! And, oh, how did it all happen here? There was a time your father swept me off my feet with words We read books Strolled through Munich at night Drank beer with friends Discussed the places we would go And he said I understood how the world made him ache But no, but no... That's how it happens Days Made of bargains I made because I thought as a wife I was meant to And now my life is shattered and laid bare Days, and days, and days, and days And days, and days, and days Welcome to our house on Maple Avenue See how we polish and we shine We rearrange and realign Everything is balanced and serene Like chaos never happens if it's never seen Don't you come back here I didn't raise you To give away your days Like me

If I never knew you If I never felt this love I would have no inkling of How precious life can be If I never held you I would never have a clue How at last I'd find in you The missing part of me In this world so full of fear Full of rage and lies I can see the truth so clear In your eyes So dry your eyes And I'm so grateful to you I'd have lived my whole life through Lost forever If I never knew you I thought our love would be so beautiful Somehow we'd make the whole world bright I never knew that fear and hate could be so strong All they'd leave us were these wispers in the night But still my heart is saying we were right For if I never knew you (there's no moment I regret) If I never knew this love (since the moment that we met) I would have no inkling of (if our time has gone too fast) How precious life can be (I've lived at last) And I'm so grateful to you I'd have lived my whole life through Empty as the sky Never knowing why Lost forever If I never knew you