Mystere de Notre Dame

The Question Mark

Mystere de Notre Dame


he closed the door and came in 
one more day he'd left behind 
he sat down and closed his eyes, a dream began 
he saw a blue light in the deep dark of his sleep 
and when he woke up he still felt the fear 
that something strange was there 
and it was alive 
cold, odd and deep that night 
memories running through his head 
silver light, a full moon's smile; 
thoughts of the past 
of all those days and all the times, 
the years in just one life 
so then he went to bed but 
he saw a glowing light before him 

words and doubts and dreams and thoughts 
through my... my mind, my life, my every night 
while a dream has gone, a new one's born 
it got me out of my time 
of my mind, of my light to find a question mark 

strage way (the question mark is there) 
fate plays, joking with my life it lives 
(the question mark is there) 
words and doubts and dreams and thoughts 
through my... 
my mind, my life, my thousand smiles 
when the dream has gone, my fears born 
to take me out of time 
of my mind, of my light to find the question mark 
strange way fate plays 
(the question mark is there) 
joking with my life it lives 
(the question mark is there) 
he couldn't believe his eyes when 
he saw that qeer image 
a proud and strong blue question mark was 
standing in the air 
and even if that night is now 
a moment in the past 
sometimes he wants to cancel is mind out 
'cause something strange is there, it's still alive