You see by the lines on my hands
 I've been carrying a heavy load
 You follow them across my palms
 Where [bad word] like roads

 Won't [bad word]  And read the future, turn it on?
 Won't you tell me how
 I will not feel so lonely?

 And read the patterns on my skin
 Let the fire somehow get in
 See my heart line is intact
 So this is what I lacked

 Won't [bad word]  And read the future, turn it on?
 Won't you tell me how
 I will not feel so lonely?

 Under the weight of this balmy night
 Tell me something so divine
 If there's a future in these lines
 Bring it into the light

 Won't [bad word]  And read the future, turn it on?
 Won't you tell me how
 I will not feel so lonely?