Fortune Teller

Rappers, troubadours, sneaking in the back door,

Crazy fortune teller, drinking on the kitchen floor

All night

Racing down division at a hundred and three

Her singing it was rapture, it was ecstasy.

Oh yeah

Madam Lisa of the stars

Messenger of hope

She was the messenger of

Guiding light and lovin' inspiration

She could break you down

With sheer imagination

Her old man was so cruel and vicious

One day went too far, and lord, he got his

Madam Lisa of the stars

Messenger of hope

Messenger of love

Shine your light on

Makin' love in the setting sun

She's looking at me like I am the one,

Wild and free but with nowhere to run

Shine your light on

The trapped, the broken, the innocent ones

Baby we were over before we'd begun

I'll be running for you till our freedom comes

Freedom come

When she pulled the trigger

I could hear it ring out for miles and miles

From the circus where we grew up

Your head turned to me

And I was caught up in the light

Shaken by the sound.

The confession in her eyes

From when we met

And I was sentenced for life

And I know I'd never forget

Making love in the setting sun

You look at me like I am the one

Wild and free but with nowhere to run

Shine your light on

Trapped and broken, the innocent ones

Baby we were over before we'd begun

I'll be running for you till our freedom comes