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There was the loneliness of a prayer in a sad gaze
As if your eyes were the gates of tears
A sign of the cross that lingers, fingers against despair
And the shells that the old woman tossed on an old cloak

A great love is lurking but keeps it a secret
Your heart is empty, teetering on fear
See how the shells fell, turned to the north
'Cause I'm gonna mess with fate, I'm gonna change your luck

There was an intense desperation in your voice
The room smelled of incense, and a few more powders
The old woman waved the cloth, folded it, tied it in two
And your spirit guide spoke using your voice

A great love is lurking but keeps it a secret
Your heart is empty, teetering on fear
See how the shells fell, turned to the north
'Cause I'm gonna mess with fate, I'm gonna change your luck

A great love is lurking but keeps it a secret
Your heart is empty, teetering on fear
See how the shells fell, turned to the north
'Cause I'm gonna mess with fate, I'm gonna change your luck!