Part Of The Mystery

Trace it to Sin or back to the Fall
Some answers are lightning and smoke to the wall
You hammer all night by sunrise there's nothing at all

The rich get more rich and the poor just stay poor
We're beating those plowshares back into swords
Then who's in control? I'm telling you God only knows

Just like the shapes on my grandmother's rug
You can't see the pattern when you're too close up
From my point of view we are all far too human to see
It's part of the mystery

Bad men live on, while good men die young
One day you're born then the swan song is sung
It shifts to and fro the kind of world only God knows

Blow me a kiss, then tell me goodbye
But don't waste your life always wondering why
You've got to believe it's part of the mystery

Just like the shapes on my grandmother's rug
You can't tell the pattern when you're too close up
From my point of view we are all far too human to see
It's part of the mystery

So many things I can't understand
I guess that it's all just a part of the plan
Now would you doubt the God that you knew all about?

Just like the shapes on my grandmother's rug
You can't tell the pattern when you're too close up
From my point of view we are all far too human to see
It's part of the myst, part of the mystery
Ooooo Part of the mystery, Oh part of the mystery