The Well Lyrics

Sitting down by the fire

staring out through the flames

heart's a slave of desire

inside of the well

mother weeps father's crying

brothers planning the sale

while they try to deny it

Josef dreams in the well
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sitting down by the fire

drawn like moth to a flame

heart's a burn of desire

inside of the well

beaten slave will be master

day and night ring the bells

till there's no more but laughter

echoing from the well