The Mystery We Are

Within the hall of mirrors
Within a crowd of you
Where you're gathering in cloudform
Refusing what is true
Uncertainties reflecting all along the way
While I still meet with confusion
In what to do or say,
Oh please... don't reveal who we are
Can we wonder at the mystery so far ?
Maybe someday we will find the thing we are,
Be it under a stone or behind the door,
Languishing on an ocean floor,
Within the heart or hanging on a star...
The mystery we are.

Russian dolls concealing a dream within a dream
where the depths beneath the surface
are rarely ever seen

If you know the answer
And if you find the key
To the opening of secrets
And you offer it to me, and I say;
Please, don't reveal who we are
Can we wonder at the mystery so far
Maybe someday we will find the thing we are
Be it under a stone or behind the door
Languishing on an ocean floor
Slumbering in a dreamless sleep
Melting into the velvet deep within the heart
Or hanging on a star...
The mystery we are.