Mystery

February 10th I pour my blood out
In the cloisters
Sunday morning singing
For the hard-hit hungover heads
The doors of perception
Open and close with the bottle
I, for one, have broken down
Living power as full throttle

Sweet mother of Jesus
Blessed ordinary world
This heavenly nothing
I'm bound to battle
For your mystery

Crazed, a man in Raval
Dances on the pavement
He's swaying his left arm
Side-to-side in the air
He holds a can of Fanta lemon
Wears a yellow pin
People get out of his way
While a little girl just stares

Sweet mother of Jesus
Blessed ordinary world
This heavenly nothing
I'm bound to battle
For your mystery

And he's making origami
Out of old T-10 tickets
This man on the metro
With grey hair & clothes stained
One's a snake, one's a swan
One is a little house
He's putting life into
What was used up and thrown away

Sweet mother of Jesus
Blessed ordinary world
This heavenly nothing
I'm bound to battle
For your mystery

Come rain or come shine
Come rain or come shine
Come rain or come shine
Come rain or come shine
Come rain or come shine
Come rain or come shine
Come rain or come shine
Come rain or come shine



Credits
Writer(s): Davy Lyons
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