Texty: Bob Seger. It's A Mystery. It's A Mystery.

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

All the nonsense
Set before us
Supposed to shock us
But it bores us

All the ennui
All the replays
All the rewrites
All the can't says

It's a mystery

Electron guns fire images
They end in interstellar space within the year
And through it all
We dance and starve and burn and clear

It's a mystery
How they con us
How they sneak til'
They're upon us

All the anchors
With their helmets
Getting ratings
With their zealots

All the pundits
All the salesmen
Setting snake oil
To the nation

All the specials
Every re-run
All the penguins
Getting well-done

It's a mystery

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 ever
Find each other

It's a mystery