U think I'm ignorant savage and you've been so many places o guess it must be so but still I Connor see I the savage one is me how can there be do much that u don't know? you don't know
You think you whatever land u land on the earth is just a dead thing that u claim but I know every rock and tree and creature has life has sport HA a name
You think the only people who r people r the people who look and think like u but if u walk the foot steps of a stranger you'll learn things you never knew you never knew
Have u ever heard the wolf cry to the blue horned moon? or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? can u sing with all the voices of the mountain? can u paint with all the colors of the wind? can u paint with all the colors of the wind?
Come run the hidden pine trail of the forest come taste the sun sweet berries if the earth come roll in all the riches all around you and for once never wonder what they where
The rainstorm and the river a my brothers and the heron an the otter are my friend and we r all connected to each other in a circle in hope that never ends
How does the sycamore grow? if u cut it down than you'll never know and you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue horned moon
For whether we r white or copper skinned we needed 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 until all you'll own until you can paint with all the colors of the wind
