Within the hall of mirrors   Within a crowd of you   Where you're gathering in cloudform   Refusing what is true   Uncertainties reflecting all along the way   While I still meet with confusion   In what to do or say,   Oh please... don't reveal who we are   Can we wonder at the mystery so far ?   Maybe someday we will find the thing we are,   Be it under a stone or behind the door,   Languishing on an ocean floor,   Within the heart or hanging on a star...   The mystery we are.      Russian dolls concealing a dream within a dream   where the depths beneath the surface   are rarely ever seen      If you know the answer   And if you find the key   To the opening of secrets   And you offer it to me, and I say;   Please, don't reveal who we are   Can we wonder at the mystery so far   Maybe someday we will find the thing we are   Be it under a stone or behind the door   Languishing on an ocean floor   Slumbering in a dreamless sleep   Melting into the velvet deep within the heart   Or hanging on a star...   The mystery we are.