There are times we could all use a gypsy. :)
Music/instrumentation/arrangement/vocals: Al Hughson
Lyric: Donna Devine
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The Reader of Palms
V1
A curtain of beads
Cascades from her ceiling
In rainbowy colours
That shimmer and swish
V2
She closes her eyes
Invoking my future
But making no promise
To grant any wish
Chorus
The reader of palms
Has my fate in her hands
The reader of palms
Knows the secrets I hide
She can trace all the reasons I lied
Bridge
I crept from the shadows to visit her here
I’m in need of a gypsy, a prophet, a seer
How can I salvage a soul that’s gone dark?
Heal all the faultlines that fracture my heart?
Chorus
The reader of palms
Has my fate in her hands
The reader of palms
Knows the secrets I hide
She can trace all the reasons I lied
Chorus
The reader of palms
Has my fate in her hands
The reader of palms
Knows the secrets I hide
She can trace all the reasons I lied
© 2016 Donna Devine
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