You must go to the east, go to the west,
The road is rocky and the way is far.
It's a dangerous trail, a difficult quest,
If you want know who you really are.

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There are voices all around you,
To comfort and to guide you.
Fathers and teachers,
Powerful creatures.
And the voice that sings inside you.

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Or you can turn back around,
Run along home. Back to the place where your friends are.
Perhaps that is best, You need to rest.
Who wants to go on a ridiculous quest?

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Unless you want to know,
You truly want to know, Unless you want to know.
Who you really are.
Who are you? Who are you?...