Climbing the Floor
Born to hopeful children, a worried little man
The Trail of Tears and Viet Nam and goddamned Ayn Rand
So often overwrought, lost off in thought by the time that I turned nine
Bet a dollar to a donut, I would never be fine and now I'm
Climbing the floor and gettin' over it
And gettin' on down
After all, I'll be standing tall or fallin' down or crawlin
It's all on the ground
I been knocked down and I been left alone
I been caste out, I been sung about, and I been loved up on
And I been rollin' in the dough for no more than sittin' on my butt
Now I could no more pay back what I owe than I don't know what, and I am
Climbing the floor and gettin' over it
And gettin' on down
After all, I'll be standing tall or fallin' down or crawlin
It's all on the ground
Had a lot and lost it. A lot of what I don't know
Bet I do know that I been sittin' pretty and you know
I been lying lo(w) and behold it all together come apart
Found it hard to get ahead. Got a heart instead and started
Climbing the floor and gettin' over it
And gettin' on down
After all, I'll be standing tall or fallin' down or crawlin
It's all on the ground
Born to hopeful children
I was born to hopeful children
The Trail of Tears and Viet Nam and goddamned Ayn Rand
So often overwrought, lost off in thought by the time that I turned nine
Bet a dollar to a donut, I would never be fine and now I'm
Climbing the floor and gettin' over it
And gettin' on down
After all, I'll be standing tall or fallin' down or crawlin
It's all on the ground
I been knocked down and I been left alone
I been caste out, I been sung about, and I been loved up on
And I been rollin' in the dough for no more than sittin' on my butt
Now I could no more pay back what I owe than I don't know what, and I am
Climbing the floor and gettin' over it
And gettin' on down
After all, I'll be standing tall or fallin' down or crawlin
It's all on the ground
Had a lot and lost it. A lot of what I don't know
Bet I do know that I been sittin' pretty and you know
I been lying lo(w) and behold it all together come apart
Found it hard to get ahead. Got a heart instead and started
Climbing the floor and gettin' over it
And gettin' on down
After all, I'll be standing tall or fallin' down or crawlin
It's all on the ground
Born to hopeful children
I was born to hopeful children
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Writer(s): Bret Mosley
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