I said to the fortune teller   Won't you please read me my cards   She laid out the deck and asked me   How I'd ever gotten this far?    I was born by the sea of misfortune   I was dragged by thte scruff of my neck   Through the drought ravaged fields my house was built in   Irrigated lawns in an orange sunset   When I was grown I crawled out this city   Covered by a blanket of smoke   And I pulled myself up to higher ground   To look around before I choked   And now I'll fight both tooth and nail   Until I get when I'm going to get   I'll hang on with the jaws of a pit bull   I won't let go of what my vision is      I am the king of war   I am a rotten dove   I am the face of innocence lost   I can't find a thing to love      If you hear kicking or your hear screaming   From the coast of the valley high   And you hear of shootings or of beatings   Do you try and shield your eye?    Do you just chalk it up to a sign of the times?    Do you talk about the fighting?    Never stand up so much as feel uneasy   Never speak up so much as think we're dreaming      And I am the dream of a child   I am the doors of the tor store open wide   With my shelves picked clean and empty   I am the dream of a child      I was told what to be but not how to do it   Told to believe but not ever why   I go through days where it's always raining   My common sense says the sun's in the sky   Well is this faith to keep on trying   Or am I a dog who knows when to die?    I won't know a thing as my flesh turns to soil   These days they just rush by      I am the king of war   I am a rotten dove   I am the queen of your fortune   And I am your blind, blind love   I am the weight of your memory   I am the shadow of fear   I am the question of the future   When your vision turns unclear