I've never known a guy so quiet
a bunch of words would make him bright
a silhouette that strolls alone,
a sign of times I just don't know
the silent kind he has no goal
but sacrifice his fragile soul
a tiny spot in huge resort,
a hero for his loyal court

he stands apart serene and calm looking forlorn
and curiously observing all
secluded with indifference and nebulous
could he float for evermore
through his universe
of his body and his mind
and not lose his ways

so, mister A is a mystery
what's on your mind?
a secret box of fantasy
you live over time
we'll never know what's in your world
we'll fathom your muddy life
but we won't find no mandala
there's more than we will know

he's been no lucky in his life
but he himself deserves a wife
a musketeer of many fights
a solitaire in endless nights
another day, another time
he was so lively sang so fine
where is the one we knew so well
he locked him up in a golden cell

he stands apart serene and calm looking forlorn
and curiously observing all
secluded with indifference and nebulous
could he float for evermore
through his universe
of his body and his mind
and not lose his ways

so, mister A is a mystery
what's on your mind?
a secret box of fantasy
you live over time
we'll never know what's in your world
we'll fathom your muddy life
but we won't find no mandala
there's more than we will know

mister A, please open up
we would love to peep inside
if this mystery goes on
we won't get it right


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