Here is my fortune
here is my fame
here is my future
it`s in my pocket
and if my fortune
weren`t only lint and small change
wishing in one hand
bird in the other
see which one will take me farthest from here
here is my hopelessness
though i`m not helpless
i need a window
that i can climb through
just one small opening
a little lantern to light my way
discovering my hands
catch at the altar
i fall on my face as the words hit my ear
here is my fortune
here is my fame
here is my future
it`s in my pocket
il est dans mon poche
