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 Colors of  Wind
 
 Think you own  land you land on
 Earth is just  dead thing you can claim
 But I know every rock and  and creature
 Has a life, has a spirit, has a 
 Think the  people who are people
  the people who look and think like you
 But if  walk the footsteps of a stranger
 You learn  you never knew
 You never knew
 
 Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the  corn moon?
 Or ask the grinning bobcat  he grinned
 Can you sing with all the  of the mountains?
 Can you paint with all the colors of  wind?
 Can you paint with all the colors  the wind?
 
 Come run  hidden pinetrails of the forest
 Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the 
 Come roll in all  riches all around you
  for once never wonder what they're worth
 The  and the rivers are my brothers
 And the heron and the  are my friends
 And we are all connected  each other
 In a circle in a hoop that never 
 
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 How high does the  grow
 If you cut it down, then you'll  know
  you'll never hear the wolf cry
 To the blue  moon
  whether we are white or copper-skinned
  need to sing with all the voices of the mountains
 To paint with all the colors of the 
  can own the Earth and still all you'll own is earth
 Until you can paint  all the colors of the wind