Mystery

I see my faith before me

It's always there before

And I can no more own it

Than I can own the road that I’m on

And I don't know where it leads me

I don't know where it leads me

Peace and resurrection

Suffering and dejection

I don't know

My body's tired from trying to bring you here

My brow is furrowed trying to see things clear

So I'll turn my back to the black

And fall

And wait for the mystery

To rise up and meet me

There are as many takers

As there are hearts to take it

There are so many fakers

I myself have faked it

I should know

Sometimes this has left me

Groping in the darkness

Hoping in the darkness

I will run into you again

My body's tired from trying to bring you here

My brow is furrowed trying to see things clear

So I'll turn my back to the black

And fall

And wait for the mystery

To rise up and meet me

My body's tired from trying to bring you here

My brow is furrowed trying to see things clear

So I'll turn my back to the black

And fall

Pray for the mystery

To rise up and meet me

Oh I’ll wait for your mystery

To rise up and lead me home