作词 : Haines
  Who cares about 
 your mystic lies 
 Is it a claim to some reality 
 I found myself barefoot 
 on stones 
 I don't think 
 `It was meant to be' 
 I don't think 
 `It just had to be' 
 
 
 So how can it be pre-arranged 
 When there's no order anyway 
 I found myself barefoot 
 on stones 
 I don't think it was destiny 
 It wasn't in the stars that day 
 
 
 Good fortune smile 
 On my ascendant star 
 Take heed, small talk 
 Don't trust the stars 
 
 
 I know that it's insufferable 
 Visionary can be so vain 
 To think that somewhere 
 There's a path for you 
 I know it makes 
 it seem mundane 
 It makes it all seem 
 so mundane 
 
 
 Good fortune smile 
 On my ascendant star 
 Take heed, small talk 
 Don't trust the stars