Mystery Is

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In a caustic cove
made up of cut up light,
you won't be revealing
just what it is you will choose
From your look
there comes windlike speech
Mystery's a virtue
I can't want what I know

Now it's so low it's high
There's a comfort in your distance
Nothing's coming close

My fall into you is a cold lesson in time
Mystery's your sphere now
and I'm walking through my spectator mind

Now it's so gone it's mine
There's a comfort in your measure
Nothing's coming close

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from Sighted, released May 30, 2016

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tags: rock New York

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