Another Mystery Lyrics
To be the seer instead of the seen
There is a flower, a leaning tower
And all of the wonders standing between
I don't want to see who's looking at me oh no
I want to be the one to feel the sun oh oh
So if you want to see the world with me let's go
And all the creatures that got left behind
In Mycnnae, Ave Maria
And everything you gotta dig harder to find
I don't want to be a vapor of heavenly light
Everybody guess if I'm an angel or sprite
I don't want to see who's looking at me oh no
I want to be the one to feel the sun oh oh
So if you want to see the world with me let's go
I'll just be quiet when I get angry and hurt
I'm stopping traffic, cinemagraphic
With my long black coat hanging down in the dirt
And my hair clinging to my face in the rain
Like a goddess from the cult of beautiful pain
I don't want to be another mystery
Smoke all night and leave the party alone
Screw myself with an inscrutable pout
But I just want you to come figure me out
I don't want to see who's looking at me oh no
I want to be the one to feel the sun oh oh
So if you want to see the world with me let's go)
"get off THE catwalk....:-)"
this is an awesome song! dar rocks.
I can relate to these lyrics because...
I don't want to be another mystery oh no I don't want to see who's looking at me oh no I want to be the one to feel the sun oh oh So if you want to see the world with me let's go!!!!
On her last studio album, 2000's The Green World, Williams was already dealing with serious subjects. Tunes such as "And a God Descended" investigated the cult of personality common to gurus and politicians, while "Another Mystery" dealt with our fascination with form over substance.
"['Another Mystery'] came to me when I saw a woman walking down the street on a summer day, in a black coat, a perfect embodiment of despair and alienation," she recalled, "and suddenly I realized I knew her, and in that moment I realized it was all a stance, and I wondered who she was dressing up for.
"Today, many young women sit there and polish their containers, which cheats everyone of the person inside," Williams, a self-described feminist, continued. "It's the essence of sexism -- spending more time on the plumage than the real self. I've noticed this during my travels in Europe, too. You see people in the ruins of temples wearing comfortable clothes so they can appreciate the world, but you don't have to look like a model to appreciate the Parthenon. My goal is to have substance and enjoy things from the inside out."