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Wellwisher Lyrics

A Narrow Place

I feel like I’m in the middle of a war. And I feel like I’m being led to the wolves. And the War’s between the water and the well. And I don’t know whose side I’m on. I say I’m strong, but honest to God I’m not. I don’t know of an easy way out. And I’m finding it’s hard to help myself. Even with all the courage that I show, I’ll still be waiting here alone. I say I’m strong, but honest to God I’m not. I say I’m strong, but honest to God I’m not. It’s a tune I’ve taught myself. It’s a terrible one, but this isn’t what I want and it’s hard to sing out. All the water’s going to dry up soon. And when it does this well is just a tomb. All the water’s going to dry up soon. And when it does this well is just a tomb. I say I’m strong, but honest to God I’m not. It’s a tune I’ve taught myself. It’s a terrible one, but this isn’t what I want and it’s hard to sing out. I say I’m strong, but honest to God I’m not. It’s a tune I’ve taught myself. It’s a terrible one, but this isn’t what I want and it’s hard to sing out.

Southern Light

All this time has taught me that I am a weak wall, crumbling. And long ago, on another day, I was different then, standing straight. And all my humble dreams are small cracks in its seams, oh. I’m under a southern light. And I’m looking at the other side. All this seems like a melody. I don’t understand what’s happening. A chorus line or a symphony in a brilliant cathedral, whispering. And all my humble dreams are small cracks in its seams, oh. I’m under a southern light. And I’m looking at the other side.

Brothers

Oh, there’s a fire where this city was. And it’s grown since the last time we were here. Come out, come out from where you’re hiding. And call everyone that you know. Don’t save yourself. If you’re going down, then we’re going down, as brothers. Like one thousand cords, spinning around one of their own, as brothers. Oh, you’re a long way from home. And we should have told you it’s a long way alone. All of us here, want to rebuild what your city was. Oh, don’t save yourself. If you’re going down, then we’re going down, as brothers. Like one thousand cords, spinning around one of their own, as brothers. If you’re going down, then we’re going down, as brothers. Like one thousand cords, spinning around one of their own, as brothers.

On The Other Side

On the other side I hope all is calm. On the other side I hope all is bright. On the other side I hope I am able. On the other side I hope I am strong. Because enough is enough. On the other side I hope all is calm. On the other side I hope all is bright.

The War Between The Water & The Well

. . . I’m about to go on a journey . . .