Lonely Palm Reader

Lonely palm reader is sat
Hand to glass, can't seem to read things
Awaiting everything
Condensation fading fast
Doorbell tolls for no one yet again
He waits for anything

On a whim, reading his own lines
Sad with what he sees
His heart and fate lines both collide
At least that's what he thinks

Every single move he's made
Layin' out there just as plain as day
Displaying everything
Callouses have blocked the path
A scar he got when he was six has
Betrayed everything

On a whim, reading his own lines
Sad with what he sees
Weathered skin won't let him live
At least that's what he thinks
A Lonely Palm Reader



Credits
Writer(s): Dante Fotino
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