A Balladeer

Fortune Teller

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Look at you now
In such a rush but one big step behind
You need a clue now
All blinded by the gypsy of your mind

If you give me your hand - I’ll do what I can to get you Calm
By making up the meaning of the lines in your palm

Look at you now
Uptight and denial for a while
You look like shit now
It’s the tears of things and halb so schlimm

Come on, show me that smile

And give me your hand - I’ll do what I can to get you calm
By making up the meaning of the lines in your palm

Look at you now