Paroles de Mystery

Somewhere there's a soccer game.

I can hear the wild crowd moan.

It's not that life here's distasteful to me
It's just that I'm all alone.

I wanted what took a lifetime to learn.

And that determined then

With no more pause than a sigh

Turn and start again.

It's not that it's such a mystery.

I saw it from miles away.

In time I'll only think of you

When I'm buttering my toast

Or in some other reflexive moment
It's not the most.

It's not that it's such a mystery

It was practically on display.



We've got "world enough and time"

And "wither youth" comes or goes.

I hope you'll always think of me as "mine"

And not one of those.

It's not that it's such a mystery

This new-found malaise.

It's just that this mystery

Has taken your place.