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Building a Mystery
by Sarah McLachlan

You come out at night, that's when the energy comes
And the Dark side is light and the Vampires roam
You stretch your Rasta wear and your suicide Poe
And a cross from a faith that died before Jesus came

You're building a mystery

You live in a church where you sleep with voodoo dolls,
And you won't give up the search for the ghosts in the halls
You wear sandals in the snow and a smile that won't wash away
Can you look out the window without your shadow getting in the way?

You're so beautiful, isn't it charming
You're so careful when I'm in your arms

'Cause you're workin' building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Yeah you're workin' building a mystery
And shoosing so carefully

You woke up screaming loud a prayer from your secret god
To feed off our fears, and hold back your tears
You give us a tantrum and a know-it-all grin
Just when we need one, when the evening's thin

All of beautiful, a beautiful f**ked up man
You set it up, your razor wire's strung

'Cause you're workin' building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Yeah you're workin' building a mystery
And choosing so carefully

Ooh you're workin' building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Yeah you're workin' building a mystery
And choosing so carefully

Yeah you're workin' building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Oh yeah you're workin' building a mystery
And choosing so carefully

You're building a mystery...

Copyright of Sarah McLachlan, 1997, no infringment intended.