Fruit Bats - The Bottom Of It

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Now that you've gotten to the autumn of
Your years and you feel your best yet
And you found the turkey 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 heartening

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, ahh

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

Written by:
Eric Donald Johnson

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