In "Secret" by Voyager, a group that claims to have found ultimate meaning now withholds it, taunting those still searching. They admit the answers exist but insist the seeker was wrong and will never discover them, turning enlightenment into a guarded prize. The image of dealers selling hopes, dreams, and fears captures the emotional shift from genuine revelation to manipulative control, where contentment becomes a product dangled just out of reach. The repeated promise to keep others hanging on leaves the listener with a cold sense of exclusion and manufactured longing.
Secret Lyrics by Voyager
We’ve found the solution
And we’ve found all the meaning
We know all the secrets
But we’re all out of time
I am now a believer
And we couldn’t conceive it
And now that it’s open
We know that you were wrong oh
And you must feel like a fool
When you heard that we’ve been busy setting all the sets of rules
Alight
Hey, we’re keeping this a secret
You’ll never find the answers now
So keep on asking more
And we’re trying to conceal it
Cause the prize is in sight
We don’t need your material
As you hope for peace of mind
It’s surprisingly easy
For us to say
If you haven’t been answered
Get on your knees and pray
And you must feel like
a fool when we’re breaking all the rules
Hey, we’re keeping this a secret
You’ll never find the answers now
So keep on asking more
Hey we’re dealers of contentment
We’re selling hopes and dreams and fears
And leave you hanging on
Hey, we’re keeping this a secret
You’ll never find the answers now
We’ll keep you hanging on
You’ll never find the answers now
We’ll keep you hanging on
You’ll never find the answers now
We’ll keep you hanging on
