Wells of water empty streaming
pouring in a heart of lore
And endless voices softly singing
Answer sounds unheard before
And while I whisper in your absence
Words inside are waging war
I can feel the ground collapsing
To an empty beach, a faded shore
And in the sunlight I am smiling
For happy days, for open doors
The hallway rooms are waiting restless
Unafraid and unexplored
Slowly I can see myself progressing
I’m just not sure I know what for
And in my mind I keep repressing
Dreams of you I can’t ignore
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