it's a father down, something i never found.  if you let me

see i'll be quiet and try to hide that you're killing me.  you 

aren't far away, but i'll break it.  up your back besides why

face it.  if it doesn't matter underside.  the earth is soft and 

brown, you'll always be my clown.  something in the way

it's broken.  a simple underside bespoke its mortal fear.

of falling out above