We can make it, I know we can
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Only time will tell
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Let’s take a walk down to the water
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Let’s go the well
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You hear that low humming underground
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Hear the skylark in the dell
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The wild world is speaking
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Let’s go to the well
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Sometimes my heart feels like a dandelion
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Seeds scattered in a careless wind
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And nothing to show for my life and time but
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Innocent wonder in the face of thunder
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Feeling like something is about begin
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Let’s build a bonfire
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For the stories we tell
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Of wild years, the wasted tears
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Ant he silent way they fell
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See the curls of smoke rising up
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To the big old sky as the moonlight falls
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down over those distant hiss
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I don’t want to be anywhere else anymore
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let’s go to the well
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you better believe my faith in you
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it is wide and steady as a Texas moon
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and when this stuff starts rolling through
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its as all innocent wonder in the face of thunder
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feeling like something is coming soon
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We can make it, I know we can
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Only time will tell
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Let’s take a walk down to the water
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Let’s go the well
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… and let’s go down to those hills through the
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trees across the rocky path ? down to the Blanco river ? come with me darling, the sky is a so big today?my heart’s so full?
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c’mon, lets go to the well now, babe
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The Well
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| Jennifer Warnes |
