6.Don Trust The Stars
Who cares about
Your mystic lies
Is it a claim to some reality
I found myself barefoot
On stones
I don think
t was meant to be？
I don think
t just had to be？
So how can it be pre-arranged
When there no order anyway
I found myself barefoot
On stone
I don think it was destiny
It wasn in the stars that day
Good fortune smile
On my ascendant star
Take head, small talk
Don trust the stars
I know it insufferable
Visionary can be so vain
To think that somewhere
There a path for you
I know it make
It seem mundane
It makes it all seem
So mundane
Good fortune smile
On my ascendant star
Take head, small talk
Don trust the stars
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