The Well 歌词

glazed and wired on this strangest day choking on everything in me scraping the tar from the garden walls this duty frightens me deep the well deeper still the weight of my descent torrid waters emerge an acrid feast of sparrows drowning and in twilight hours it hopes to dream of restful places weeping as one the rain is all we have all we have vultures fanning me with their hungry shadows they cannot hear the ticking inside my head so they bury me just the same deep the well deeper still the weight of my descent filling, surrounding me i too, become the well i too atrophy