/building a mystery/
sarah mclachlan/surfacing
You come out at night
You're building a mystery
You live in a church
Oh you're so beautiful
Cause you're working
You woke up screaming aloud
Oh you're a beautiful
repeat chorus 2x
[back]
(c)pillbox, 1996
that's when the energy comes
And the dark side's light
and the vampires roam
You strut your rasta wear
and your suicide poem
And a cross from a faith that died
before Jesus came
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?
With an edge and a charm
but so careful when I'm in your arms
Building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Yeah you're working
Building a mystery
And choosing so carefully
A prayer from your secret god
You feed off our fears
and hold back your tears
Give us a tantrum
and a know it all grin
Just when we need one
when the evening's thin
A beautiful fucked up man
You're setting up your razor wire shrine