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<blockquote data-quote="lotrlover" data-source="post: 2077664" data-attributes="member: 745618">yes that&#039;s it. Here are the rest of the lyrics:you think i&#039;m an idnorant savageAnd you&#039;ve been so many placesI guess it must be soBut still I cannot seeIf the savage one is meHow can there be so much that you don&#039;t know?You don&#039;t know ...You think you own whatever land you land onThe Earth is just a dead thing you can claimBut I know every rock and tree and creatureHas a life, has a spirit, has a nameYou think the only people who are peopleAre the people who look and think like youBut if you walk the footsteps of a strangerYou&#039;ll learn things you never knew you never knewHave you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moonOr asked the grinning bobcat why he grins?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 pathways of the forestCome taste the sunsweet berries of the earthCome roll in all the riches all around youAnd for once never wonder what they&#039;re worthThe river and the willow are my brothersThe otter and the heron are my friendsAnd we are all connected togetherIn a circle, in a ring that never endsHow high does the sycamore grow?If you cut it down, then you&#039;ll never know...And you&#039;ll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moonFor whether we are white or copper-skinnedWe need to sing with all the voices of the mountainsWe need to paint with all the colors of the windYou can own the earth but still, all you&#039;ll own is earth untilYou can paint.... with all the colors of the... wind.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="lotrlover, post: 2077664, member: 745618"] yes that's it. Here are the rest of the lyrics: you think i'm an idnorant savage And you've been so many places I guess it must be so But still I cannot see If the savage one is me How can there be so much that you don't know? You don't know ... 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 grins? 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 pathways 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 river and the willow are my brothers The otter and the heron are my friends And we are all connected together In a circle, in a ring that never ends 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 sing with all the voices of the mountains We need to paint with all the colors of the wind You can own the earth but still, all you'll own is earth until You can paint.... with all the colors of the... wind. [/QUOTE]

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