The Well Lyrics

Last night I dreamt I saw

A little babe all wrapped in shawls

And her hair, and her eyes, they are brown like my little sister's are

A vision of denial

As a sign

As will to carry on

It was a fragment of my mind

A ticking time bomb deep inside

And her eyes, and her smile, they are kind like my lover's often are

A vision of a child who beckons

I guess I must belong

Still there's time

Water 'stead o' wine

Re-aligning spines

Maybe one day I will stand in line

Maybe one day I will stand in line

Maybe one day I will stand in line

A coat of arms lies on the floor

They mutilate its stoney walls

All woman, and in numbers, so you know that they do their job too well

Mutinous to scar, they repeat, to poison their own well

Still there's time

Water 'stead o' wine

Re-aligning spines

Maybe one day I will stand in line

Maybe one day I will stand in line

Maybe one day I will stand in line