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.