ah, the well.
Welllllllllllllllllllll…
I’ve broken down all the barriers.
I’ve looked through all the windows in this big house.
And, wouldn’t ya know it?
Still seems like the walls are coming down.
Rusted crank on the courtyard well,
Do you think it’ll be of any use?
Because, I’m in the market to dredge up a few of my past lives.
It’s thoughts like these, that feel the heat of my mind’s own forgetful flame.
Taken in by my sepia surroundings.
It’s obvious to me what vintage is…
…I only wonder... if the mirror’s a looking glass for just me?
Or, if these truths are things that anyone else can see.
.....
I’ve broken down all the barriers.
I’ve looked through all the windows in this big house.
And, wouldn’t ya know it?
Still seems like the walls are coming down.
Rusted crank on the courtyard well,
Do you think it’ll be of any use?
Because, I’m in the market to dredge up a few of my past lives.
It’s thoughts like these, that feel the heat of my mind’s own forgetful flame.
Taken in by my sepia surroundings.
It’s obvious to me what vintage is…
…I only wonder... if the mirror’s a looking glass for just me?
Or, if these truths are things that anyone else can see.
.....