Dry wells

I care

You don't

I love

But you won't

And you scream

You run wild

You make me dream

Down by the streams like a child

And you live

You run free

You won't

Bow down to me

And if I me don't

Treat you right

You make me

Wilt like a flower in the night

You can make my father alive

You can make my sister try

You can make my spirit try

Me to death or life

You may make my brother cry

And you may make my mother sigh

You may make my well run dry

But you cannot make the stars leave the night

Because they shine

And you can't

They remain divine

And you're tainted by man

They gave me light

When I need it most

When you've left me dry

On my own in the dark by the coast

You can make my father alive

And you can make my sister try

You can make my spirit try

Me to death or to life

You may make my brother cry

And you may make my mother sigh

You may make my well run dry

Oh, but you cannot make divinity lie

Oh you can take my wells

And make them run dry

And that's alright, s'alright

You can take my wells

And make them run dry

And that's alright