Fortune is my head That's the best way you can end Fortune is my bread Not "daily" yet "Heron": white plums on back you show Your quikness when kill Heron: harpoon With finger you prey and Toss up then devour Avidly Heron: survival is not fortune You make me wonder. Every single shining day I'm setting you down on the shelf No hope No love Way out RIT. It was later Than we thought But it's not late As I later learned Hurry up and get ready And I'm ready and waiting Fortune is her throat And the nail in the wall and Don't fuss so much She is old enough Heron: her fear is your downfall So please keep her young Heron: you know Every lie and mistake but Reassure your mind She lives you as a stain Heron: Survival is not fortune You make me wander. Every single shining day I'm setting down you on the shelf No hope No love Way out It was later Then we think But it's not late As I later learned Hurry up and get ready And I'm ready and wait Hurry up get ready And I'm ready and waiting