Mystery — Live

My ammunition won't load into my gun My inhibitions, they fall like the weight from a stone You lead my heart away like a homeless, dusted fool Somehow this dime store ring still shines like a diamond to you

Oh, how it deepens Oh, how it deepens

Your mystery Keeps on turnin' me on Your mystery

Thought I knew the rules, thought I held it in my hand Thought I was bulletproof till the blood pooled up in the sand Are you a satellite, a shooting star or a dove? Did we put you way up there or did God send you down from above?

Oh, how it deepens Oh, how it deepens

Your mystery Keeps on turnin' me on Your mystery Burns me up like the sun Your mystery

Mine eyes have seen the glory of a love that does transcend Mine eyes have seen the worst inside of man And fear is like a fallen bridge broken from an edge And the proof is in the bloodshot eyes of the one who failed to see