Cover of The Future (Mysterious World)

We all die in the end

I don’t wanna know what my future holds.

I just don’t believe that anyone can predict my future, and what does it matter anyway?

I am just blowing leaves off the lawn?

My point is from that superstitious thing that no one can know what was coming and life is just a string of natural laws.

Everything has happened for a reason. life isn’t just a string of random accidents and mistakes.