The Bottom Of It

(альбом: Gold Past Life - 2019)

Ooo-ooo-oooh, Whoa-oooo-oooo

Now that you've gotten to the autumn of
Your years and you feel your best yet
And you found the tooky feather and you hung it like an amulet
So happy that you got to the bottom of
The fears that were fettering you
And you found a round stone and you're wearing it around like a jewel

Doors creaking loud swinging wide open
And you found yourself, Man, and that's something

Now that you wandered to the clearing in
The woods where the weeds sway in the wind
And you found a dead deer and you made it into moccasins
Overjoyed that you've gotten to the flat spot
In the field and you're starting to feel
That it's harkening, to, something heart-en-ing

Doors creaking loud swinging wide open
And you found yourself, Man, and that's something

And the doors creaking loud swinging wide open
And you found yourself, Man, and that's something ahhh

So happy that you've gotten to the bottom of it
The fears that were fettering you
And you found a round stone and you're wearing it around like a jewel