In from the Past
Just like some to be playing the game
Always on the lookout for fortune and fame
They've said you could never change your name
And that is something you would not explain
The tarot card reader claims to know your fate
Once you thought you could change but now it's too late
Nothing more to do but retaliate
Against all it is to which you can't relate
Sometimes there will be those debts to repay
Yet if one is lucky they will just fade away
And then there will be other games for to play
When all of the rules will come from yesterday
Then, again, you might just return by design
You could say you had simply been given a sign
It had come when all the stars happened to align
But then, maybe, the past was just not your time
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