Boy Bruised By Butterfly Chase – Gord Downie

Someone was laughing at me
Without shoes
But the grass felt so good and the
Day was so blue

Must have tripped, I don’t know
Do I remember falling away
Nothing that I hold on to
And not being afraid?

Down, down, down
Falling down, down, down
It’s like I was born never touching the ground

Someone was crying while I
Lay in the dirt
I could hear their hearts breaking but I
Wasn’t even hurt

Down, down, down
Falling, down, down, down
It was like I was born never touching the ground
Ground
Ground
It was like I was born never touching the ground