Lyrics by Indi Riverflow

Some see marble and others a chisel
And some see a monumental deed
I see you can count the seeds in an apple
But who can count the apples in a seed?

Nostradamus always stuck to his story
But he was careful with his wagers
Missing the mark never made him worry
It all shakes loose sooner or later

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Let’s play a game of pin the tale
Pin the tale on the circuit tree
Many levels and steps to scale
Devil hides in the fine details
Fractal forms forever branching
Read tea leaves, Tarot or I Ching
Whichever way you swing
Everything shifts with a butterfly wing

Three-ringed psychokinetic circus
Uncanny leaps of synchronicity
With all these signs between us
It’s a wonder anyone can see

You might write it off to happenstance
An offbeat quirk of circumstance
A meaningless coincidence
Just an act of random chance

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One could say it was all foreordained
Part of some vast cosmic plan
Or just a way to keep us entertained
Seering in the frying pan

Then the dots connect themselves
In constellations unforeseen
Whatever Fate’s ulterior motives
For making such a scene