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
chorus1: Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon,
or ask the grinning bobcat why he grins
chorus2: can you sing with all the voices of the mountain can you paint with all the colors of the wind x2
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 hairen and the honor are my friends, and we are all conected to each other in a circle, in a hope that never ends
chorus 1
or let the eagle tell you where he's been
Chorus 2
How high can th 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 you are white or copper skinned need to sing with all the voices of the mountain 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.
-Tia C. (me! biggrin )
filipine star · Sat Jun 13, 2009 @ 07:57pm · 0 Comments |