The Bottom of It Songtext
von Fruit Bats

Now that you′ve gotten to the autumn of
Your years and you feel your best yet
And you found a 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've wandered to the clearing in
The woods where the wheats 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 hearkening 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
You found yourself, man, and that′s something

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