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There's an old woman down the road, reads coloured cards to give you answers
When her fingers turn up death, she'll kind of wink at you and grimace
And where you're headed to next, and what's stopped you from moving
She says the lonely hunt for love and that the rich still hunt for money
And to wise up, cos not one can help the desperate or the greedy
Then she'll stare with her god eye closed and say you're the one choosing
Dreams and signs
I'm on a strange incline
And there's got to be some way out
But I'm not sure I follow
Wait for me, wait for me. I run too slow
She calls this innocent mistakes just cos I'm younger than she is
Its naïve, it's cliched, it's idealistic
But at least I haven't lost what it feels like the whole world is missing
Sticks and rhymes
You'll feel it when it's time
Just dont ever look back my girl
Get out while you're still breathing
Wait for me, wait for me. I run too slow