Text: Ayreon. Day Four: Mystery.

Best Friend:
No, I can’t seem to figure out what happened
On the brightest hour of day, no car in sight
No, I can’t seem to accept these strange conditions
No matter what they say, it doesn’t feel right

Wife: Do you think he’s seen it?
Best Friend: I don’t think he did
Wife: Do you think he knows it?
Best Friend:: I don’t think he knows
Wife: Do you think he’s been there?
Best Friend: I don’t think he was
Wife: Do you think he’ll die?
Best Friend: I don’t think he will

Wife:
No, could it have been a moment of distraction?
A creature on the road, a plane in the air…

Best Friend: Do you think he’s seen it?
Wife: I don’t think he did
Best Friend: Do you think he knows it?
Wife: I don’t think he knows
Best Friend: Do you think he’s been there?
Wife: I don’t think he was
Best Friend: Do you think he’ll die?
Wife: I don’t think he will

Wife and Best Friend:
No, will we ever understand what happened
Will the mystery be unveiled, or die with him

CHORUS Wife and Best Friend:

Passion: Do you think you’ve seen it?
Me: I don’t think I did
Pride: Do you think you know it?
Me: I don’t think I know
Love: Do you think you’ve been there?
Me: I don’t think I was
Agony: Do you think you’ll die?
Me: I don’t know!