underside

it comes in so many shapes
often times it eludes your sight
it’s a filthy film in a darkened room
it’s a beautiful girl at the end of the night
underside don’t wanna go
underside

i was stumbling along with my head bowed down
talking to myself like i sometimes do
i was feeling trapped and downward bound
eyes getting tired of seeing you
underside don’t wanna go
underside

cardboard boxes filled with 33s
there were songs i heard brought me to my knees
them very songs made me feel alive
gonna drag me to underside
underside don’t wanna go
underside

Jon Houlon, Hillside Blue Music, 2001