James Booth & The Return - Ribbons In Ruins

Ribbons in Ruins and Ruins in Ribbons
Robins and Ravens are Roaming the Ground
Ribbons in Ruins and Ruins in Ribbons
Rolling and Rolling Around
Catherine the Great in a figure of eight
Stood in the wings as the others all bowed
Tears in her eyes as she looks towards the skies
When did she get here and how
For talent abundant with critiques redundant
Her voice is as clear as a bell
But high priests so zealously acted in jealousy
They threw her down into the well
Singing
Ribbons in Ruins and Ruins in Ribbons
Robins and Ravens are Roaming the Ground
Ribbons in Ruins and Ruins in Ribbons
Rolling and Rolling Around
Catherine the Great did lose valued estate
In the grand forrest fire of twen-seventeen
Priceless rose petals, her grandfather's medals
Her memories and all in-between
Time in a tsk'ing with nobody listening
She shouts and she twists at the blue
And pushed me away, oh quite rightly I say
Since helping is not what I do
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-laaaaaaaaa
Singing
Ribbons in Ruins and Ruins in Ribbons
Robins and Ravens are Roaming the Ground
Ribbons in Ruins and Ruins in Ribbons
Rolling and Rolling Around
Catherine the Great will not idly wait
For her fortunes to change for the best
Hardly it matters if cotton or tatters
Do make up her beautiful dress
Glass on the ceiling and sunshine revealing
In particles filling the air
Catherine the Great in a Figure of Eight
Descending the gold palace stairs
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-laaaaaaaaa
Singing
Ribbons in Ruins and Ruins in Ribbons
Robins and Ravens are Roaming the Ground
Ribbons in Ruins and Ruins in Ribbons
Rolling and Rolling Around

Written by:
James Booth

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