Lyrics by Indi Riverflow

Never trust a psychic
Who requires appointments
If they were truly authentic
They’d have your slot penciled in
I’m not calling anyone a charlatan
But this snake-oil seems mighty thin
Have you taste-tested your own medicine?

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I once bought some free advice
The very best kind you can get
If they sell you your own soul at market price
That ain’t enlightenment
No, that ain’t enlightenment

We’ve come to some oasis
Where the water tastes like truth
Filtered by reverse osmosis
And delivered to the youth
For the thirsty do not inquire
If that cup of Kool-Aid is pure
When it quenches the heart’s desire
And comforts the unsure

Volition is like a faux mirage
It feels real in the heat of the choice
Fate comes in camoflage
Imitating a stranger’s voice
Even counterfeits have a certain charm
And if no one’s the wiser
How does one find the harm?

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Adorned with graven emblems
Covered in costume jewelry
Numb to the shiny conundrum
Embedded in star-struck marquees
No side trip is out of the way
When redemption’s the destination
Every detour and every delay
Serve the cause of creation