What I love most about rivers is You can't step in the same river twice The water's always changing, always flowing (flowing) But people, I guess, can't live like that We all must pay a price To be safe, we lose our chance of ever knowing (ever knowing)
What's around the river bend (Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?) Waiting just around the river bend I look once more just around the river bend Beyond the shore (beyond the shore) where the gulls fly free Don't know what for (what for) what I dream the day might send Just around the river bend for me, coming for me
I feel it there beyond those trees Or right behind these waterfalls Can I ignore that sound of distant drumming?
You think I'm an ignorant 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 grinned 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 pine trails of the forest (forest) Come taste the Sun sweet berries of the Earth (berries) Come roll in all the riches all around you (you) 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 And we are all connected to each other In a circle, in a hoop 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 (Just around the riverbend)
You can own the Earth and still All you'll own is Earth until You can paint with all the colors of the wind