Posted by on July 4, 2015

I went to the well
only to find it was empty
I won’t turn away
though I was turned away
I wait for the sun
on this cool and misty morning
It won’t be long
No, it won’t be long

There’s an old grinding stone
lyin’ flat on the ground
Cracked, weathered and worn
and left there for good
while a young nightingale
with its glistening wings
clings to a branch
and sways in the wind

Night, it falls so fast, you know
Night, it falls so fast, you know
Night, it falls too fast not to let go

No, I cannot say
how many times I’ve come back this way
hoping it’ll be different this time
Seeking a blessing
each time forgetting
I made you a legend in my own mind
There is a resting place I will find
There is a well that never runs dry

I went to the well
only to find it was empty
I won’t turn away
though I was turned away
I wait for the sun
on this cool and misty morning
It won’t be long
No, it won’t be long

Night, it falls so fast, you know
Night, it falls so fast, you know
Night, it falls too fast not to let go

No, I cannot say
how many times I’ve come back this way
hoping it’ll be different this time
Seeking a blessing
each time forgetting
I made you a legend in my own mind
There is a resting place I will find
There is a well that never runs dry

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