Wishing Well
I'm not swinging
Vine to vine
Will not throw
Pearls before swine
Flying monkey's
Are not real
Must get off of
The hamster wheel
The lights are low
I can't see
I didn't know
It's meant for me
The Sun's glimmer
Hope to sell
Shines off the coins
In the Wishing Well
I can change myself from living
This lie with you
All my seething
Is just bleeding
A self-inflicted wound
I went down
The rabbit hole
Made it back
Left the lost souls
My pocket jingle
As tears swell
Every time I pass
The Wishing Well
I can change myself from living
This lie with you
All my seething
Is just bleeding
A self-inflicted wound
A dead end sign
Is a code
A diversion from
The the open road
If there's a story
I could tell
Stay away from
The Wishing Well
I can change myself from living
This lie with you
All my seething
Is just bleeding
A self-inflicted wound