Somewhere on the bottom of the stack
hiding there and way to the back
Is the piece I wrote a long time ago
collecting dust and it's never gonna show.
Won't ever see the light of day
just might as well throw it away
When I wrote it, it meant something to me
now where it's at no one will see.
Chorus:
At the bottom of the line
to far down
to late this time
to turn around
No one said
that they've read
your very first one.
Take a little trip to the past
it's a long one but it won't last
And soon you will be back to the top
reading the new and what is not.
Won't ever see the light of day
just might as well throw it away
When I wrote it, it meant something to me
now where it's at no one will see.
(Repeat chorus)
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