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Wishing Well (Acoustic Series) Lyrics
Standing on a bus stop
Feeling your head pop
Out in the night
On the kind of night
Where you want to be out
On the street, on the street
Crawling up the walls
Like a cat in heat
And the air is thin
And it blows through your skin
And you feel like something
Is about to begin
But you don't know what
And you don't know when
So you tear at your hair
And you scratch at your skin
You wanna run away, run away
Just get on the fucking train
And leave today
And it doesn't matter where
You spend the night
You just might end up somewhere
In a fight, in a fight
Or caught in your room
On a concrete shelf
Fighting all alone
With yourself, with yourself
And you just wanna feel
Like some coin that's been tossed
In a wishing well, a wishing well
A wishing well, a wishing well
Well, you're tossed in the air
And you fell and you fell
Through the dark blue waters
Where you cast your spell
Like you were someone's wish
That could turn out well
So you stand on the corner
Where the angels sit
And you think to yourself
This is it, this is it,
This is all that I have
All I can stand
Is this air in my lungs
And this coin in my hand
That you tossed in the air
And I fell, and I fell
All the way to the bottom
Of the well, of the well
Like those soft little secrets
That you tell, that you tell
To yourself, when you think
No one's listening to, well
And the walls spin
And you're paper-thin
From the haze of the smoke
And the mescaline
The threat of your brow
Under unmade sheets
In your ear with the noise
From the darkest streets
Well, you ran far and wide
You screamed, you cried
You thought suicide was just an alibi
But you were always a mess
You were always aloof
Yeah it's awful, I guess
But it's the awful truth
It was truth from the first
To the last words she ever read
She emerged from the dark
Just like this ghost in my head
She said, I never forgot
One single word that you said
I just stare at these clocks
And I cry in my sleep
And I tear up your letters
And I burn them in heaps
And I gather the ashes
In that hole in the ground
Where we fell
Feeling your head pop
Out in the night
On the kind of night
Where you want to be out
On the street, on the street
Crawling up the walls
Like a cat in heat
And it blows through your skin
And you feel like something
Is about to begin
But you don't know what
And you don't know when
So you tear at your hair
And you scratch at your skin
Just get on the fucking train
And leave today
And it doesn't matter where
You spend the night
You just might end up somewhere
In a fight, in a fight
Or caught in your room
On a concrete shelf
Fighting all alone
With yourself, with yourself
And you just wanna feel
Like some coin that's been tossed
In a wishing well, a wishing well
Well, you're tossed in the air
And you fell and you fell
Through the dark blue waters
Where you cast your spell
Like you were someone's wish
That could turn out well
Where the angels sit
And you think to yourself
This is it, this is it,
This is all that I have
All I can stand
Is this air in my lungs
And this coin in my hand
That you tossed in the air
And I fell, and I fell
All the way to the bottom
Of the well, of the well
Like those soft little secrets
That you tell, that you tell
To yourself, when you think
No one's listening to, well
And you're paper-thin
From the haze of the smoke
And the mescaline
The threat of your brow
Under unmade sheets
In your ear with the noise
From the darkest streets
Well, you ran far and wide
You screamed, you cried
You thought suicide was just an alibi
But you were always a mess
You were always aloof
Yeah it's awful, I guess
But it's the awful truth
It was truth from the first
To the last words she ever read
Just like this ghost in my head
She said, I never forgot
One single word that you said
I just stare at these clocks
And I cry in my sleep
And I tear up your letters
And I burn them in heaps
And I gather the ashes
In that hole in the ground
Where we fell
Song Info
Submitted by
phx27 On Sep 27, 2014
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Since they changed the lyrics I submitted to the album version and won't let me edit them to reflect the lyrics of this version of the song because of some weird licensing thing that doesn't even really make sense (because this Alan Lawlor fellow most definitely did not write this song), I'll just put them in the comments.
Standing on a bus stop Feeling your head pop Out in the night On the kind of night Where you want to be out On the street, on the street Crawling up the walls Like a cat in heat
And the air is thin And it blows through your skin And you feel like something Is about to begin But you don't know what And you don't know when So you tear at your hair And you scratch at your skin
You wanna run away, run away Just get on the fucking train And leave today And it doesn't matter where You spend the night You just might end up somewhere In a fight, in a fight Or caught in your room On a concrete shelf Fighting all alone With yourself, with yourself And you just wanna feel Like some coin that's been tossed In a wishing well, a wishing well
A wishing well, a wishing well Well, you're tossed in the air And you fell and you fell Through the dark blue waters Where you cast your spell Like you were someone's wish That could turn out well
So you stand on the corner Where the angels sit And you think to yourself This is it, this is it, This is all that I have All I can stand Is this air in my lungs And this coin in my hand That you tossed in the air And I fell, and I fell All the way to the bottom Of the well, of the well Like those soft little secrets That you tell, that you tell To yourself, when you think No one's listening to, well
And the walls spin And you're paper-thin From the haze of the smoke And the mescaline The threat of your brow Under unmade sheets In your ear with the noise From the darkest streets Well, you ran far and wide You screamed, you cried You thought suicide was just an alibi But you were always a mess You were always aloof Yeah it's awful, I guess But it's the awful truth It was truth from the first To the last words she ever read
She emerged from the dark Just like this ghost in my head She said, I never forgot One single word that you said I just stare at these clocks And I cry in my sleep And I tear up your letters And I burn them in heaps And I gather the ashes In that hole in the ground Where we fell