he said "look at the picture she is the devil that makes me weak"
she said "why"
he replied "because she makes me sin"
she looked at the picture and saw herself
looked at him and kissed him
..

You think I'm an ignorant savage,
And you've been so many places, I guess it must be so,
But I still 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,
That 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 are the people,
Who all 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 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 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 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,
No matter what colour skin...

We must sing with all the voices of the mountain,
We must paint with all the colours of the wind,
You can own the Earth and still...
And all you'll  own is the Earth until,
You can paint,
With all the colours,
Of the,
Wind.

I now understand
the reason why it is called
falling in love

*because it hurts.