The Mystery Of Our Day

The world is just a playing field for man And the blanket sky will cover every last event From the battles of the ages to the baby sleeping tight I could sing a rhyme and try to Find the reasons for each place and time To wrap the world around my mind, but I know at best... Words were never meant for Explaining the mystery of our day We're so afraid of what's at stake when we die Still I never wanted to live in such fear of the unknown Or the reasons for pain in this life I still wonder what we're doing here As I stare into the midnight sky, confronted by my fears Is there something worth redeeming In this old and tired world? Or has all been lost, Because every change will have its cost And I can see, there's still an ember Left of something good. I know at best... Words were never meant for Explaining the mystery of our day We're so afraid of what's at stake when we die Still I never wanted to live in such fear of the unknown Or the reasons for pain in this life I could sing a rhyme and try to Find the reasons for each place and time To wrap the world around my mind, But I'd regret the time poorly spent Because I know at best... Words were never meant for Explaining the mystery of our day We're so afraid of what's at stake when we die Still I never wanted to live in such fear of the unknown Or the reasons for pain in this life