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 wanna 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

And 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, cinemagraphic

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