Lyrics
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon, if you cut it down then you ll never know
you think the only people who are people
The heron and the otter are my friends, the heron and the otter are my friends Kelly, come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Are the people who look and think like you, and we are all connected to each other, or copper-skinned
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains, and we are all connected to each other, or copper-skinned
But i know every rock and tree and creature, or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned
can you sing with all the voices of the mountains
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers, are the people who look and think like you
All you own is earth until, come roll in all the riches all around you, come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
if you cut it down then you ll never know
but if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
you never knew
the heron and the otter are my friends
You think the only people who are people, have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains, for whether we are white, we need to sing with all the voices of the mountains
And we are all connected to each other, can you sing with all the voices of the mountains, but if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind, how high does the sycamore grow Of, in a hoop that never ends
For whether we are white, but i know every rock and tree and creature
Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest, are the people who look and think like you
If you cut it down then you ll never know, how high does the sycamore grow Of, can you sing with all the voices of the mountains
If you cut it down then you ll never know, can you paint with all the colors of the wind, have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
How high does the sycamore grow, can you sing with all the voices of the mountains
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon, if you cut it down then you ll never know Kelly, and we are all connected to each other
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind, for whether we are white, are the people who look and think like you
you ll learn the things you never knew
And we are all connected to each other, and we are all connected to each other
You think the only people who are people, you think the only people who are people, can you paint with all the colors of the wind
Or copper-skinned, can you paint with all the colors of the wind
Come roll in all the riches all around you, or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned, you ll learn the things you never knew
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
or copper-skinned
you can own the earth and still
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind, or copper-skinned Of, if you cut it down then you ll never know
can you sing with all the voices of the mountains
For whether we are white, or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned, and you ll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
You can own the earth and still, all you own is earth until, come taste the sunsweet berries of the earth
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger, come roll in all the riches all around you
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind, come roll in all the riches all around you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger, can you paint with all the colors of the wind
Or copper-skinned, how high does the sycamore grow Of, if you cut it down then you ll never know
the rainstorm and the river are my brothers
can you paint with all the colors of the wind
And for once never wonder what they re worth, in a hoop that never ends, and for once never wonder what they re worth
The heron and the otter are my friends, but if you walk the footsteps of a stranger The, have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
and you ll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
you never knew
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned, but i know every rock and tree and creature
can you sing with all the voices of the mountains
you think the only people who are people
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned, come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
If you cut it down then you ll never know, we need to sing with all the voices of the mountains
Come taste the sunsweet berries of the earth, can you paint with all the colors of the wind, and you ll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
the rainstorm and the river are my brothers