there goes my dream   it grew some wings      i won't try anymore   to cross this infinite sea   'cos it'll kill me   i'm just happy to float   in my little poem boat   enjoy the salty breeze      logic tried to find it's way onto your shore   salivating at the thought   of dropping it's anchor down   into your yet unconquered soil      but won't try anymore   there's so much more to explore   when you don't know what you're looking for      now i see that you're more   so much more than i bargained for   more to know, more to find   than my mind can colonise   now i see that you'll be   what you've been before the earth was born   you'll be what you are   a beautiful mystery      you'll be what you are   you'll be what you've been   you'll be, always be   a beautiful mystery