On the lawn under the garden wall at home
I heard about palmistry
when the girls arrived pretending to be seers who could tell my destiny
twenty years now down the road
I’m there again and see some things have changed while others stay the same
when I read between the lines
beyond the fickle finger of my fate
time is on my hands
they informed me that my lifeline was short and for sure I'd be going soon
didn't want to die before I'd reached my teens so I cried all afternoon
twenty years now down the road
I’m there again and see some things have changed while others stay the same
when I read between the lines
beyond the fickle finger of my fate
time is on my hands