Pocahontas - Colors Of The Wind

You think I'm just 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 mountain

Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?

Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest

Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth

Come roll in all the riches all around 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 loop that never ends

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon

Or let the eagle tell you were he’s been

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain

Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?

Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?

How high does a 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 mountain

We need to paint with all the colours of the wind

You can own the earth and still

All you'll own is earth until

You can paint with all the colours of the wind

Just Around the Riverbend

What I love most about rivers is you can't step in the same river twice.

The water's always changing, always flowing

But people I guess can't live like that

They all must pay a price

To be safe we lose our chance of ever knowing

What's around the river bend

Waiting just around the river bend

I look once more just around the river bend

Beyond the shore where the gulls fly free

Don't know 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?

For a handsome sturdy husband who builds handsome sturdy walls

And never dreams that something might be coming

Just around the river bend

Just around the river bend

I look once more just around the river bend

Beyond the shore, somewhere past the sea

Don't know what for

Why do all my dreams extend just around the river bend

Just around the river bend

Should I choose the smoothest course steady as the beating drum?

Should I marry Kocoum?

Is all my dreaming at an end?

Or do you still wait for me, dream-giver, just around the river bend?

He Lives in You - Lebo M.

the Lion King

If you haven't seen it - shame on you