How Can I Know Anything About The

There Is An Original Inside Me.

You’re A Song, A Wished-for Song.

Oh, Wandering One, If You Are In Search Of The Greatest Treasure, Don't Look Outside. Look Within, And Seek That.

Even When Tied In A Thousand Knots, The String Is Still But One.

Don't Run Away From Grief, O’ Soul/ Look For The Remedy Inside The Pain/ Because The Rose Came From The Thorn/ And The Ruby Came From A Stone.