Texty: Bobby Pinson. Way Down.

Way down at the bottom of the river
There's a locket with a picture of me
She drowned what I thought was forever
She locked up our love and lost the key

A friend of mine heard from a friend of hers
She was workin' on last name number three
There was a time I'd have relished those words
But I'm not where I used to be

Way down, weighted down at the bottom
I almost drown in a shallow dream
A light shined down and life was waiting at the top
When I let go of the past that was draggin' me

Way down, on an Oklahoma highway
There's a caffe where they'll remember me
I broke down by a pay phone in the hallway
Put my fist through a drywall sheet

I hit a wall trying to find some kinda way
To find some peace
Buried it all when I dug a grave
For all the pain that was pulling me

Way down, weighted down at the bottom
I almost drown in a shallow dream
A light shined down and life was waiting at the top
When I let go of the past that was dragging me, way down

Way down, way down, way down
Way down, way down, way down