Why do you call her searching, I must know.

who are the people that come here?
i must know them.

look inside your wooden place,
and hand me the key,
we are all the same here,
we all came from trees.

find yourself a Muse,
and paint them.
i've got a Muse around.

look yourself inside,
and paint all the things you see,
a plate, a fork, a tree.

who are the people that come here?
that became here.
i must know
a single part of where they come.