She only ever walks to count her steps Eighteen 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 at the blue And whispers to all of the above
Don't let me drown, don't breath 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 gray world of hearts As all dogs everywhere bark, it's worth knowing Like all good fruit the balance of life is in the ripe and ruin
