A world of mystery for the sisters at heart,
Echoed through history and whispered inside
(Tell me how many of us have awakened,
Tell me how many of our paths have been changed.)
Some of us walk free with friends by our sides
Never letting the warmth of comfort pass by
Some of us walk alone facing pain in long lives
With the bare rock of remembrance to sturdy our call
And but one small idea that would bring us this far
(You’ve come this far)
So why not see more?
So why not go further?
We do not follow, dear hearts — we lead,
And we are what we are.
See us and love us, or cast us away,
Through all our tomorrows we shall soar,
I am forever free,
And forever me.