Texty:
Seger Bob It S A Mystery

walked on There was rhythm And there was order There was a balance There was a flow There was patience Indulgence There was a power I could not know And I felt it

The gamblers, they're all cashin' in their chips There's a man in the middle of a parking lot Wondering which way he should go There's a star on the

It's a mystery How the heart beats How the sun shines How our eyes meet It's a mystery It's a wonder How we keep from Sinking under It's a mystery

done so damn well While we're sittin' here a thousand miles from home There's a hole in your wisdom, a hole in your sky Two holes in your head where the light's

anarchist It's a change of venue for the lobbyist It's a dream of justice buried in the grist It's a secret briefing based on need to know It's a condescending

mule And I made me a ladder ftom a pawn shop marimba And I leaned it up against a dandelion tree Leaned it up against a dandelion tree Leaned it up against a

fire Cast your glow Near and far Mother's eyes Warm you when you sleep There's a tree By a brook In the glade There's a wave Off a cape making way

There's a last boat comin' in ghosting on the wind The moon across the bay lighting his way I wonder It makes me wonder What's it like out there tonight

ve done so damn well While we're sittin' here a thousand miles from home There's a hole in your wisdom, a hole in your sky Two holes in your head where the light's