Fortune's Fool

Sam wishes himself to be a key out of tune
Exercising free will, he howls at the moon
To be an ugly note in nature's song
He tries to be different but does it all wrong

He'll do damn well whatever he please
Ignoring all the signs that he sees
Tormenting teachers in his grand quest
He packs his bags and leaves the nest

His beginning's not his end
The teller's mind he will bend
Justifies breaking all the rules
Not to be fortune's fool

Blazing his path he hits a wall
(Blazing his path he hits a wall)
On an old grey stone etched really small
(On an old grey stone etched really small)
It reads you're a victor in the race of one
And it's just another day for the setting sun

His beginning's not his end
The tellers mind he will bend
Justifies breaking all the rules
Not to be fortune's fool



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