Fool looks at the finger that points at the sky
There are bigger pictures and fishes to fry
Complete all the karma you carry inside
The theme that is following you through 3 lives
You failed to do so by each time you died
And now your moon begs you to roll with her tide
The south node you're trying so hard to disguise
The picture you've painted for all those outside
The life you've concocted for them that's contrived
So pretty but they aren't who pays for these lies
Your Saturn suggests you relent and comply
And he sent my Mercury with to imply
