From the bottom
One sees everything
Because most things
Only exist there
Way up there
Face in dirt
Crushed not crippled
I will once
Again yet again
Stand wobblier than
Before but nonetheless
Stand saying hello
To all those
Living up there
From the bottom
One sees everything
Because most things
Only exist there
Way up there
Face in dirt
Crushed not crippled
I will once
Again yet again
Stand wobblier than
Before but nonetheless
Stand saying hello
To all those
Living up there