The Mystery About the Mystery
oh the mystery about the mystery
this life this world and endless universe
invisible winds and blind suns
not to forget the rainbow painted people
how the lambs bleat and understand each other
that I do not worry whether the sun rises
oh the moon has many dresses to choose from
stars fall down to earth but nobody has found any
how we rise from the dead sleep
that we love as if it is our last act on earth
people are afraid of the dark and love the light
how life would be if it were the other way around
the mystery about the mystery
will remain a mystery for me
unanswered questions about mother nature
unfinished tales of this fabulous world
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