Well

Written by：Guster

Late afternoon when the sun was unraveling

Walking the trail to the end of the gravel

And into the well went a lucky old silver coin

Tumbling down in the dark it was fading

Leaning so far and so quietly waiting

A wish that was made at the bottom of the well

What happened next is so hard to recall

But as quick as the snap of a whip I was falling

And tumbling following after my silver coin

Silence as day turned into the night

Could I go back how I wish that I might

I was the boy in the bottom of the well

My parents were weeping and frantically searching

He'd always been wandering looking for something

One moment he's here and the next he is surely gone

But he didn't return for a day and night

We all knew that something just couldn't be right

A voice on the phone said he'd fallen in the well

I woke from a sleep with the firemen screaming

And lowering down all the things I was needing

A basket a bible a blanket and a bell

And dozens of voices yelling in unison

Loudly and echo y hazy and boom y

Hold on hold on hold on

I'd always been dreaming of places an scenes

Fireflies the only light that you see

The rhythm of crickets and toads the only sound

And soon I'll be leaving

But now I'm believing

In wishes and wells

And a way to get back to the sacred place

I've stumbled on and found

Late afternoon when the sun was unraveling

Walking the trail to the end of the gravel

And into the well went a lucky old silver coin

Tumbling down in the dark it was fading

Leaning so far and so quietly waiting

A wish that was made at the bottom of the well