always certain,always right
the futures i foretold
but when I saw you
i saw things my actions would never show

my knowledge does not reflect the things i say i know
i hold my cards with a cold poker face
mastered the consequences but never the effects
limited to calculations of probability

but what do I do when I've lost the game?
so firm in my belief
the knowledge of the true prophecy
but rocked with the instability of the reality i've lost you
and hopeless in the face of fate
of our red strings that no longer intertwine