Here is my fortune
  here is my fame
  here is my future
  it's in my pocket
  and if my fortune
  weren't only lint and small change
  wishing in one hand
  bird in the other
  see which one will take me farthest from here
  here is my hopelessness
  though i'm not helpless
  i need a window
  that i can climb through
  just one small opening
  a little lantern to light my way
  discovering my hands
  catch at the altar
  i fall on my face as the words hit my ear
  here is my fortune
  here is my fame
  here is my future
  it's in my pocket
  il est dans mon poche