You've always liked the stories
That people like you have told
They send you to a place
A place all dark and cold
In a world that's deaf to the music
You hear when you're alone
All the song you're singing
Will remain unknown
And all the voices calling you from the far
Was only the wind that has blown
Just to become the one who you are
One day you may end up all alone
Too much information
Makes a young man old
So why are you still searching
For the buried gold
Always becoming and never be
Don't you think its time to change your philosophy
And all the voices calling you from the far
Was only the wind that has blown
Just to become the one who you are
One day you may end up all alone
And no one was ever seen
The beauty of the things that youve found
And no one will ever know
How it feels to have a treasure
That you can't share
Deeper into the forest
For years you've lost your trail
But you still think you'll find it
The long forgotton trail
The traces of the old world
Are still there to be found
But you've never seen your old marks
You've never turned around
And all the voices calling you from the far
Was only the wind that has blown
Just to become the one who you are
One day you may end up all alone
You end up all alone
You end up all alone
You end up all alone
You end up all alone
All alone, all alone, all alone
Just to become the one who you are
One day you may end up all alone

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