Trace it to sin or back to the fall
Some answers are like nailing smoke to the wall
You hammer all night, at sunrise there's nothing at all
The rich get more rich, the poor just stay poor
we're beating those plowshares back into swords
And who's in control, I'm telling you God only knows
It's just like the shapes on my grandmother's rug
You can't see the pattern when you're too close up
From our point of view, we are all far to human to see
It's part of the mystery
Bad men live on while good men die young
One day you born then swan song is sung
You search to and fro to find out what only God knows
So throw me a kiss and tell me good-bye
But don't waste your life always wondering why
You've got to believe, it's part of the mystery
Just like the shapes on my grandmother's rug
You can't see the pattern when you're too close up
From our point of view, we are all far to human to see
It's part of the mystery
So many things I can't understand
I'm sure that it's all just a part of His plan
Cause wouldn't you doubt a God that you knew all about
Just like the shapes on my grandmother's rug
You can't see the pattern when you're too close up
From our point of view, we are all far to human to see
It's part of the mys-, it's part of the mystery
Ooooh, part of the mystery
It's all part of the mystery
