The Mystery
I heard an old man cry
he was tired of living
but still afraid to die
fear was unforgiving
he suddenly forgot - how to go to sleep
Praying into the broad
to the highest level
Somewhere below a god
and above a devil
He was lost in his mind - His thoughts took him deep
Never the less, they say it's for the best
He took his last breath and collapsed his chest
and now he shall know and now he shall see
if he will carryon or cease to be
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Why so mysterious
Keeping us curious
Does this path really end
or does it keep going
--
Make us delirious
we're staying curious
In the rhythm of life
we Must keep flowing
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I heard a young girl say
she was having enough
of her own life today
it was getting to rough
She suddenly forgot - how to simply live
Cursing throughout her mind
it was all in her head
Peace got harder to find
as she dwelled in the dread
no lesson to learn - on how to forgive
She stares outside the window of her life
She wonders what drove her to hold this knife
Praying for an answer to make it clear
She never meant to pursue all this fear
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Why so mysterious
Keeping us curious
Does this river of life
actually stop flowing
--
Make us delirious
we're staying curious
while on this path of life
we know to keep going
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So why so mysterious, I'm curious, just curious......
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Here we go once again
Wrap us up in a trend
Where's the truth? Behind closed doors
Fill our minds with metaphors
Like Gods a tree and we're a leaf
We need to know beyond belief
Built to question, so keeping asking why
No few men were meant to justify
our truth, our existence, the in between
Question, until God shows up on the scene
Are we forever part of a cosmic mind
If there's a sense of Truth then there's one to find
Secondhand information is all we receive
So lets go to know beyond what we're told to believe.
Because we're curious.
he was tired of living
but still afraid to die
fear was unforgiving
he suddenly forgot - how to go to sleep
Praying into the broad
to the highest level
Somewhere below a god
and above a devil
He was lost in his mind - His thoughts took him deep
Never the less, they say it's for the best
He took his last breath and collapsed his chest
and now he shall know and now he shall see
if he will carryon or cease to be
---------------------------------------------------------------------
Why so mysterious
Keeping us curious
Does this path really end
or does it keep going
--
Make us delirious
we're staying curious
In the rhythm of life
we Must keep flowing
---------------------------------------------------------------------
I heard a young girl say
she was having enough
of her own life today
it was getting to rough
She suddenly forgot - how to simply live
Cursing throughout her mind
it was all in her head
Peace got harder to find
as she dwelled in the dread
no lesson to learn - on how to forgive
She stares outside the window of her life
She wonders what drove her to hold this knife
Praying for an answer to make it clear
She never meant to pursue all this fear
---------------------------------------------------------------------
Why so mysterious
Keeping us curious
Does this river of life
actually stop flowing
--
Make us delirious
we're staying curious
while on this path of life
we know to keep going
--------------------------------------------------------------------
So why so mysterious, I'm curious, just curious......
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Here we go once again
Wrap us up in a trend
Where's the truth? Behind closed doors
Fill our minds with metaphors
Like Gods a tree and we're a leaf
We need to know beyond belief
Built to question, so keeping asking why
No few men were meant to justify
our truth, our existence, the in between
Question, until God shows up on the scene
Are we forever part of a cosmic mind
If there's a sense of Truth then there's one to find
Secondhand information is all we receive
So lets go to know beyond what we're told to believe.
Because we're curious.
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