Hidden in the lines on the pink of my palm

I've got a future shining bright

If I could just stay calm long enough to read it right

To keep my thinking clear

But sometimes now my chest gets tight

And I can't seem to hear

When they say it's all just in my head

This strange idea I'm almost dead

There's something up with the leaves

I'm finding at the bottom of my cup

So I'll just dump them and I won't have to know

What tomorrow might hold or the life I could lead

It's easy to hide from the things you can't see

So I'll just dump them and I won't have to know

I'll leave my fate up to luck

And if I draw the hanged man let's hope

I can read it right

Keep my thinking clear

But sometimes now my chest gets tight

And I can't seem to hear

When they say it's all just in my head

This strange idea I'm almost dead

There's something up with the leaves

I'm finding at the bottoms of my cup

So I'll just dump them and I won't have to know

What tomorrow might hold or the life I could lead

It's easy to hide from the things you can't see

So I'll just dump them and I won't have to know

I can just guess where my fortune telling friends

Want me to go