my dad would say, I was found under a rock. worse things have happened. there's life down there we forget to see, important work to us all. so maybe I count all the more because of my ***** creepy crawly grunge-eating tiny wet ugly crowded fight-for-survival origin. I'd say I came to life prepared.
Dad, where did I come from? "We found you under a rock." Ha ha my dad really does love me, and I always knew it. Listen to under a rock by Amy Hilton 4 #np on #SoundCloud http://soundcloud.com/amy-hilton-4/under-a-rock