Wishing Well

There's a dream that has no ending

There's a love that cannot be

There's a ghost without the chains of love

Who will never ever be free

And gather round the rich man

Their own souls to sell

Down in the darkness

Of the wishing well

There's a way to find peace

That nobody cares to own

The sacifice that's needed

May be way to close to home

There's a charter of freedom

Where the last soldier fell

All in the darkness

Of the wishing well

There's a whisper of light

Way above their desires

While they sit in the dark

And dream of bright skies

What they wanted so bad

Don't exist in it's place

The idea of changing

Is too hard to face

Down in the darkness

Of the wishing well

So they sit at the bottom

And they gaze with sad eyes

That grow larger than envy

Til htey split at the sides

And they sleep in the mess

Of the last soul that fell

Down in the darkness

Oh, down in the darkness

Of the wishing well