Lyrics

BUCKET IN A WELL Isn't that the song I tried to sing resting barefoot on a nest of pins? I've struggled hard, climbed the moonlight, still. If I could finally catch a prayer alive, I'd sing a thousand hymns. Isn't that the dream I spoke about, threw a bucket in a well and wished out loud? I tried to walk on water, but I fell right in; I didn't get a chance to see the divine, but I learned how to swim. I didn't get a chance to see the divine, but I learned how to swim. It's invisible, but we're getting stronger.