“Nice” is different than “Good”

Mother said, straight ahead, not to delay or be misled.
I should have heeded her advice, but he seemed so nice.

And he showed me things, very beautiful things
That I hadn’t thought to explore.

They were off my path so I never had dared
I had been so careful I never had cared.

And he made me feel excited…
well, excited and scared.

When he said “come in” with that sickening grin,
How could I know what was in store?

Once his teeth were bared, though, I really got scared…
Well, excited and scared.

But he drew me close and he swallowed me down, down a dark slimy path,
Where lie secrets that I never want to know.
And when everything familiar seemed to disappear forever
At the end of the path, was Granny once again.

So we wait in the dark until someone sets us free
And we’re brought into the light and we’re back at the start.

And I know things now,
Many valuable things
That I hadn’t known before.

Do not put your faith in a cape and a hood.
They will not protect you the way that they should.

And take extra care with strangers even flowers have their dangers
And though scary is exciting, “nice” is different than “good”.

Now I know, don’t be scared,
Granny is right, just be prepared.

Isn’t it nice to know a lot?

And a little bit not.

“I Know Things Now”…from Into the Woods, by Sondheim/Lapin