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