Pilgrim Scribbled down on Saturday, 20 August 2005 22:19:24 PM
Pilgrim by Enya Pilgrim, how you journey On the road you chose To find out why the winds die And where the stories go. All days come from one day That much you must know, You cannot change what's over But only where you go. One way leads to diamonds, One way leads to gold, Another leads you only To everything you're told. In your heart you wonder Which of these is true; The road that leads to nowhere, the road that leads to you. Will you find the answer in all you say and do? Will you find the answer In you? Each heart is a pilgrim, Each one wants to know The reason why the winds die And where the stories go. Pilgrim, in your journey You may travel far, For pilgrim it's a long way To find out who you are... Pilgrim, it's a long way To find out who you are... Pilgrim, it's a long way To find out who you are...

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