It's not for the money, the hope and despair It's not for the leaving of love that was there If it's for danger, a fortune beware Leaving it all back to somewhere the same Those mystery games
The mystery game The mystery game
Just like a parting, a rendezvous glass A lust for a passion, long may it last Seasons have numbed us from a chalk to a stone Leading us onwards to miss or be made Those mystery games
The mystery game The mystery game
Telling our stories from a distant past Most are remembered, the good and the bad Like an old winding river in a curious plot Leading us all back to somewhere the same Mystery games