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This Is How I Describe Her Mind(Fortune Cookie/Nostrad
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The Seasons Were Ours suddenly
the opal sky cracks like a fortune cookie
and i wish upon a shooting star
just as quickly
my fortune burns up before i can read it
i wonder what it was?
it was like heedance from nostradamus
but i mean it could have been good, should have been good
like a "meet me here" message in a bottle
but what if i'm not there when love washes in?
suddenly i'm looking for a rain drop
in the massive sahara desert
yes, it was like heedance from nostradamus
when i don't know what's gonna happen i don't like my odds
