Way Down in the Bottom

Way down in the bottom where the darkness meets despair
There’s a force that pulls on the heart and soul to a never land down there
A never land down there

Like a long sleep in the holler where the cold cuts to the bone
It’s a hell-bent wind that sucks you in to the arms of the deep below
Arms of the deep below

I would lift you up from the mire and the bramble
I would turn your face to the wondrous sun
I would find a place where gentle waters calm you
And hold you ‘til the day is done

It’s a solitary journey where the tortured souls do thrive
A slippery step you can lose your grip
You can lose your will to survive, lose your will to survive