In the cards again [blueprints]

Does it have to be this way?

I wait for change

I walk and count the trains, astray

Each day. But the weather holds the same

Мy wastelands pray for rain

The name?! Tell me her name?! - asks the fortune teller

Oh she sees the same five letters in the cards again

But she's long gone with the gypsy caravan...

Should I take another step
Or burn what's left?
Lit another cigarrette. I bet
She's there, oh i guess she's havin' fun
The poison runs.
Hope I'll make it through the day. The storm's approaching.
Oh she sees the same four letters in the cards again

But i already hear the morning train...