Colour of The Wind (Live)

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 let the eagle tell you
Where he's been
Can you paint with all the voices
Of the mountain
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 us
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
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 paint with all the voices
Of the mountain
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 paint 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