DON碩 TRUST THE STARS

Who cares about
your mystic lies
Is it a claim to some reality
I found myself barefoot
on stones
I don think
t was meant to be?
I don think
t just had to be?

So how can it be pre-arranged
When there no order anyway
I found myself barefoot
on stone
I don think it was destiny
It wasn in the stars that day

Good fortune smile
On my ascendant star
Take head, small talk
Don trust the stars

I know it insufferable
Visionary can be so vain
To think that somewhere
There a path for you
I know it make
it seem mundane
It makes it all seem
so mundane