Out Of The Question

David Wilcox · Into The Mystery [2003]

Case closed, I was certain in my youth

God knows, I had my scientific proof

In my mind, I thought I saw the truth

I never looked beyond my lenses

Never saw that it was you



Out of the question

Can't catch the wind inside my fist

No it's out of the question

Try to trap you and I know I've missed



Out of the question

You're closer than the air I breath

But out of the question

And into the mystery, into the mystery

Into the mystery



My heart, brings me to my knees

There's God, forest for the trees

Move me, like the wind will stir the leaves

I give way to the mystery

Like the branches in the breeze and I'm



Out of the question

Can't catch the wind inside my fist

No it's out of the question

Try to trap you and I know I've missed



Out of the question

You're closer than the air I breath

But out of the question

And into the mystery into the mystery



Truth is there for finding

But the logic that's involved

Is a mystery unwinding

Not a problem to be solved



Out of the question

Wind inside my fist

Out of the question

I try to trap you and I know I've missed



Out of the question

You're closer than the air I breath

But out of the question

And into the mystery, into the mystery

Into the mystery



Into, into the mystery, into the mystery

Into the mystery, into the mystery

Into the mystery