A Prediction

I went to a psychic
Near my sister's place
She read my palm
Or maybe just my face

She said "God only knows
The pain you're in"
Then she started to show me
Everything that would happen

She showed me a mountain
And an empty silver bowl
My eyes were fountains
That I could not control

The peak was far away
And the silver shining
And the gleam of that vessel
It kept me from climbing

I was dehydrated
The bowl that once contained
A water pure and clear
Now lay bare and drained

I lost my footing
My arms were giving out
I shut my eyes
And I couldn't make a sound

This mountain of life I've been tumbling down
I open my eyes and I can see the ground
This mountain of life I've been tumbling down
I open my eyes and I can see the ground

I'm sorry for calling
Wait, what were you trying to say?
How am I?
Oh, I'm okay

I poured myself into you
Waiting for everything to come true
I poured myself into you
Waiting for everything to come true
I poured myself into you
Waiting for everything to come true
I poured myself into you
Waiting for everything



Credits
Writer(s): Iain Andrew
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