❦ (Ripe & Ruin)

[Verse] She-she-she-she only ev-ev-ver-ver-ver-ver Walks to-to count-count her steps Eighteen-teen strides and she stops to abide By the law that she herself has set That eighteen steps is one complete set And before the next nine right and nine left She looks up-up at the blue And whispers to all of the above: "Don't let me drown, don't breathe alone No kicks, no pangs, no broken bones Never let me sink, always feel at home No sticks, no shanks, and no stones Never leave it too late, always enjoy the taste Of the great-great-great grey world of hearts" As all dogs everywhere bark-bark-bark-bark "It's worth knowing Like all good fruit, the balance of life Is in the ripe and ruin"