Bruce Cockburn Mystery Lyrics

Mystery Lyrics

You can't tell me there is no mystery

Mystery

Mystery

You
can't tell me there is no mystery

It's everywhere I turn 



Moon over junk yard where the snow lies bright

Snow lies bright

Snow lies bright

Moon over junk yard where the snow lies bright

Can set my heart to burn 



Stood before the shaman, I saw
star-strewn space

Star-strewn space

Star-strewn space

Stood
before the shaman, I saw star strewn space

Behind the eye holes in his
face 



Infinity always gives me vertigo

Vertigo

Vertigo

Infinity always gives me vertigo

And fills me up with
grace 



I was built on a Friday and you can't fix me

You
can't fix me

You can't fix me

I was built on a Friday and you can't
fix me

Even so I've done okay 



So grab that last bottle full
of gasoline

Gasoline

Gasoline

Grab that last bottle full of
gasoline

Light a toast to yesterday 



And don't tell me there
is no mystery

Mystery

Mystery

And don't tell me there is no
mystery

It overflows my cup 



This feast of beauty can
intoxicate

Intoxicate

Intoxicate

This feast of beauty can
intoxicate

Just like the finest wine 



So all you stumblers
who believe love rules

Believe love rules

Believe love rules

Come all you stumblers who believe love rules

Stand up and let it shine


Stand up and let it shine