When The Bottom Fell Out - Vic Chesnutt

When the bottom fell out, there wasn’t any doubt

I just suddenly found myself free falling

And from such a height, the wind, it had a bite

And it took all my might to fight the fright

The fell in spread-eagled

Must’ve found an airfoil or some kinda wing

And I gained some equilibrium

Caught myself gliding

When the bottom fell out, observers heard me shout

So long, it’s been good to know you

But when I finally smash into that vertin grass

I will say it’s been pretty great going