The Palmist
by Corny Held
by Corny Held
A palmist lived in Paradise - his name was Prophet Paul
he was waiting for some querents sitting in his market stall
But due to lack of interest, no-one seemed to call
So just for fun and dreamy he watched his crystal ball
He hoped to see a tale from another planet
catch glimpses of a future or maybe just some clues
But when he saw what he could see his mirth began to vanish
And he got scared, upset, and pale, and finally got the blues
And he thought:
Nobody wants to hear that, nobody wants to see
Nobody wants to know that - no-one will believe
Nobody wants to change their ways
But what'll be it'll be.
He saw a new age comimg not very far from now
when Paradise and all the creatures there had died somehow
Nature had been poisoned, exploited and destroyed
Creation's crown with it was bound to perish, crumbling into void
He was sure to see a tale from another planet
he felt like in a nightmare and he couldn't wake up soon
The horror made clear it was too late, they couldn't ban it
Paul trembled and he shouted "Stop it!" at the rising moon
And he thought:
Nobody wants to hear that, nobody wants to see
Nobody wants to know that No-one will believe
Nobody wants to change their ways
But what'll be it'll be.
And Paul the Prophet saw how we all ended in the gloom
people would neglect forebodings of the coming doom
It scared him and he took the glass and smashed it at the wall
it broke, the truth came out and said "all this cannot be stalled"
And he took it for a tale from another planet
but an evil and disturbing one he didn't like at all
He quit his divinations had failed, he was frustrated
and decided to go shopping at the mall
And he thought:
Nobody wants to hear that nobody wants to see
Nobody wants to know that. No-one will believe
Nobody wants to change their ways
But what'll be it'll be.
What'll be, it'll be
he was waiting for some querents sitting in his market stall
But due to lack of interest, no-one seemed to call
So just for fun and dreamy he watched his crystal ball
He hoped to see a tale from another planet
catch glimpses of a future or maybe just some clues
But when he saw what he could see his mirth began to vanish
And he got scared, upset, and pale, and finally got the blues
And he thought:
Nobody wants to hear that, nobody wants to see
Nobody wants to know that - no-one will believe
Nobody wants to change their ways
But what'll be it'll be.
He saw a new age comimg not very far from now
when Paradise and all the creatures there had died somehow
Nature had been poisoned, exploited and destroyed
Creation's crown with it was bound to perish, crumbling into void
He was sure to see a tale from another planet
he felt like in a nightmare and he couldn't wake up soon
The horror made clear it was too late, they couldn't ban it
Paul trembled and he shouted "Stop it!" at the rising moon
And he thought:
Nobody wants to hear that, nobody wants to see
Nobody wants to know that No-one will believe
Nobody wants to change their ways
But what'll be it'll be.
And Paul the Prophet saw how we all ended in the gloom
people would neglect forebodings of the coming doom
It scared him and he took the glass and smashed it at the wall
it broke, the truth came out and said "all this cannot be stalled"
And he took it for a tale from another planet
but an evil and disturbing one he didn't like at all
He quit his divinations had failed, he was frustrated
and decided to go shopping at the mall
And he thought:
Nobody wants to hear that nobody wants to see
Nobody wants to know that. No-one will believe
Nobody wants to change their ways
But what'll be it'll be.
What'll be, it'll be
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