Long days on a wild blue ocean
Becalmed on an endless sea
Cut your path through deep dark forests
Were you expecting me?
Well I hope so
Breath held in anticipation
Feel your pulse rise feverishly
Open the box of revelation
Were you expecting me?
Well I hope so
But I don't know so
'Cause I'm oh so predictable
Predictable, predictable, predictable
As we turn to face our fortune
Whatever that may be
And we try to predict the future
Based on Photoshopped memories
'Cause we love to steer the ship
By re-examining the wake
But all you'll ever get from history
Is how to make the same mistake
Thought you said that you liked surprises
So why the passion for palmistry?
Each hand holds its own sweet mystery
Were you expecting me?
Well I hope so
But I don't know so
'Cause I'm oh so predictable
Predictable, predictable, predictable
Unpredictable, unpredictable, unpredictable