The mystery

The mystery is pain alone held captive by a smile,
But the verse of distant voice transcends,
Something new, somebody wants to move.
Hold tight, let's move on slow

There was beyond the mystery a bond of tainted shadow,
Given grace to hold itself long after an embrace,
Wait now, "he said', for you don't know what you're beginning
Life's like that and love is just the same.

There rose from what was perceived by all to be another man.
Looking far from reality's curse.
Towards a world where life and love prevail,
Sound to ground, hold on.