Theme From The Bottom - Phish
I feed from the bottom
You feed from the top
I live upon morsels you happen to drop
And coffee that somehow
Leaks out of your cup
If nothing comes down
Then I'm forced to swim up
On the way upwards the colors come back
But all along the bottom
Is blue grey and black
The darkness is cold and
Perception goes wrong
And the night seems to
Go on incredibly long
So I ask you why if I'm swimming by
Don't you see anything you'd like to try
Pantomime mixtures of heaven and earth
Jumbled events that have less than no worth
Time in the forest to dig under rocks
Or float in the ocean asleep in a box
Or sink just below all
The churning and froth
And swim to the light
Source or fly like a moth
So toss away stuff you
Don't need in the end
But keep what's important
And know who's your friend
So I ask you why if I'm swimming by
Don't you see anything
That you'd like to try
If I'm swimming by
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
From the bottom from the top
