Ruthie

The love you show, dissolves gives way, a fool in every bone, is it in your creed, to circle every day, are you brave enough to see, in garment sewn, by a drunken oblate, is this what you know, stones, flowers, pieces, to keep you engaged, you want to be free, is this why you've flown, not only the shame, makes you sing as you go, a sea house by the sea, bring whisky for your pain, try to be happy, brilliant stones, whisper your name, Spring's in full flow, find your own pace.