Now Comes the Mystery
Jenny Owen Youngs, Sean Carey (Producer)
Now comes the mystery
Not like I thought it’d be
Feeling my pockets now
For missing keys
I don’t know what to do
To say goodbye to you
Maybe another day, I’ll know why
So I been circling
Looking for anything
That I could say to you
To dull the edge
Am I avoiding it
How to forgive, forget
Maybe another day, I’ll know why
Somehow I felt you go
Before I heard it though
I know you’re on your way
From where you came
Beat of an archer’s heart
Back up among the stars
Maybe another day, I’ll know why
Maybe another day, I’ll know why