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The tarot is fate

Said the gypsy queen

And she beckoned me

To glimpse the future she'd seen...

She said, try to run away,

You don't know what to do,

Do you feel it's real,

Do you believe it's true?

When I lay the card down

Will it turn up the fool

Will it turn up sorrow,

Is there one there for you,

For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee

For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee

Illusions are real

Oh, illusions are real,

And the dreams that you fear

All come back to you

And voice the scream and you hear

She said, try to run away,

You don't know what to do,

Do you feel it's real,

Do you believe it's true?

When I lay the card down

Will it turn up the fool

Will it turn up sorrow,

Is there one there for you,

For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee

For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee