Rock Bottom

There's a little place
Called Rock Bottom

A place where little rocks come and gather
Singing their happy silent songs
Or their shiny little plaid surfaces
And their cold hard hearts

There's a little place
Called Rock Bottom

A place for little rocks to come and gather
Just waiting for the wind and the water and the sun
To come and turn them to dust

And you can visit them
And learn from their unchanged little lives
About their long lasting little buddies

Somewhere in Rock Bottom
You might just find your very own
Rock bottom little Rock Bottom buddy

-Naytica-