Theme From the Bottom

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

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