wishing well

last night i dreamed of falling, down a wishing well. no one could hear me calling, from where i fell. and from above the ground, i could faintly hear, the world and all her sounds, songs, vows, playgrounds, tears. i fell in a wishing well, now the damage is done, and who, who have i become?, not even angels saw me, from tall starry skies. and then a searchlight shone upon me, bright in my eyes. for all this time i prayed, you might come around. now stranger i'm afraid, i might call you down. i fell in a wishing well, now the damage is done, and who, who have i become?, i'm through with my dream come true. then it's just begun, and who, who have i become?, opened my eyes and woke up twice this morning, lately getting up has only got me down. maybe there's a place where i can live again, never leave the ground. i fell in a wishing well, now the damage is done, and who, who have i become?, i'm through with my dream come true, and it's just begun. who, who have i become?