The Barn Poets – VISIONS OF THE FUTURE



oh you ask me how I feel what's my vision of the future but for me it is still not really due to whatever suits me and you think I know the secret to never lose a hope but I am simply searching the view and reading Monday's horoscope care about me oh but Lucinda Paulo the younger screens of the red parents that want to take when my sorrow you say and you ask me what I see I'm not a fortune-teller I can treat the stars I am just a city Oh fortune teller I can't with the Stars I am just a city just I don't want to live on Mars

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