My brother, my sister, do you not remember me.
We are the many who are pure and clean.
We have many who are coming home.
Deep inside there springs the well of life; deep, pure and never runs dry. We wish upon a star, but did we look inside! The kind of love that goes forever you know. Look deep and see, Mother of all life is there. Just look around and you will be pleased. She is the wisdom of forever's time. WE cannot believe that hate is the way, when love is so overflowing. Search in your dreams instead to see, at the well of life within.