There was the loneliness of prayer in that sad gaze
As if her eyes were the doors to tears
Sign of the cross that persists
Fingers against the evil eye
And the shells the old woman cast over an old cloak
A great love lurks but keeps secret
Your heart's empty on the edge of fear
See how the shells fell facing north
I'm gonna stir fate
I'm gonna stir fate
There was intense despair in her voice
The room smelled of incense, and a few other powders
The old woman waved the handkerchief
She folded it, tied two knots in it
And her holy father spoke through her voice
A great love lurks but keeps secret
See how the shells fell facing north
I'm gonna stir fate
I'm gonna stir fate
A great love lurks but keeps secret
See how the shells fell facing north
I'm gonna stir fate
I'm gonna stir fate
I'm gonna stir fate