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It's not for the money
The hope and despair
It's not for the leaving
Of love that was there
If it's for danger
A fortune beware
Leaving it all back
To somewhere the same
Those mystery games
The mystery game
The mystery game
Just like a parting
A rendezvous glass
A lust for a passion
Long may it last
Seasons have numbed us
From a chalk to a stone
Leading us onwards
To miss or be made
Those mystery games
The mystery game
The mystery game
Telling odd stories
From a distant past
Most are remembered
The good and the bad
Like an old winding river
In a curious plot
Leading it all back
To somewhere the same
That mystery game
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