Wellspring

Words & Music by Chris Miller

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Here's one last toast
to the ones I left behind.
In a plastic cup
a deep slug of cheap wine.

My heart howls out 
at the spent sunbeams.
The dream has fallen apert
at the seams.

Waking up feeling
so empty inside
that words soak up what's
already dry.

I've woken up to the silence
for the last time.
I'll fall now like rain
in the bottom of the well.

Don't hesitate to say it.
Don't stop now.
Don't write it down 
no one's listening anyhow.

Here in the dark,
Here- in between walls
lies shadow within shadow
before tha fall.

Falling asleep feeling
so empty inside
the dreams speak up to the fears
that I hide.

I've come up for air
for the last time.
I'll sink down my bones
in the bottom of the well.

.......oh well.