Another Mystery

Get off your catwalk
I want you to talk
To be the seer
Instead of the seen
There is a flower
A leaning tower
And all the wonders stand in between
I don’t want to be another mystery, oh no
I don’t want to see who’s looking at me, oh no
I want to be the one to feel the sun, oh whoa
So if you want to see the world with me, let’s go
The alligator
The god that made her
And all of the creatures
That got left behind
In Mycenae
Ave Maria
And everything you gotta dig harder to find
I don’t want to be a vapor of heavenly light
Everybody guess if I’m an angel or sprite
I don’t want to be another mystery, oh no
I don’t want to see who’s looking at me, oh no
I wanna be the one to feel the sun, oh whoa
So if you want to see the world with me, let’s go
You could pursue it
Hell, I could do it
I’ll just be quiet
When I get angry and hurt
I’m stopping traffic
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With my long black coat hanging down in the dirt
And my hair clinging to my face in the rain
Like a goddess from the cult of beautiful pain
I don’t want to be another mystery
I don’t want to be another mystery
I could cut you off with a shoulder of stone
Smoke all night and leave the party alone
Screw myself with an inscrutable pout
But I just want you to come figure me out
I don’t want to be another mystery, oh no
I don’t want to see who’s looking at me, oh no
I want to be the one to feel the sun, oh oh
So if you want to see the world with me, let' go
I don’t want to be another mystery