Metal heart you're not worth a thing...

You're losing the calling that you've been faking 

And I'm not kidding 

Sew your fortunes on a string 

And hold them up to light 

Blue smoke will take 

A very violent flight 

And you will be changed 

Sand everything 

And you will be in a very sad sad zoo. 

Free Spirit

She's a daughter of the moon

A rebel in the night

A gazer of the stars

Her mind is maze that will trap you

She's got a seductive soul that will pull you in deep

She follows her life-line and believes in the magic of the cosmos

She is a keeper of secrets, a follower of the wind...

A palmreader