Colours of the Wind (from Pocohontas) - Zen of Harp

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 you where he's been Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? 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 Never know And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon Whether we are white or copper skinned Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains? Can you paint with all the colors, paint with all the colors of the wind? Sing with all the voices of the mountains? 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 all the colors of the wind