Don't have to be a butcher to eat meat,
Don't have to run around to get somewhere,
Don't have to want to dance to move your feet,
Don't have to be a nurse to show you care.
We all do things in our own little ways,
The way we do those things is who we are,
And if we try and try for days and days,
There's nothing that can stop us going far.
And far, of course, is just a state of mind,
And nothing in the world is right or wrong,
And as we search and search we know we'll find,
The place that we desire to belong.
We do not have to do what we are told
To find the place in us that's made of gold.
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