Who cares about

Your mystic lies

Is it a claim to some reality

I found myself barefoot

On stones

I dont think

it was meant to be?

I dont think

it just had to be?



So how can it be pre-arranged

When theres no order anyway

I found myself barefoot

On stone

I dont think it was destiny

It wasnt in the stars that day



Good fortune smile

On my ascendant star

Take head, small talk

Dont trust the stars



I know its insufferable

Visionary can be so vain

To think that somewhere

Theres a path for you

I know its make

It seem mundane

It makes it all seem

So mundane



Good fortune smile

On my ascendant star

Take head, small talk

Dont trust the stars