The Well from Nimbus by Waterworks
trying to fetch the water from the well
all the thirsty people need their fill
it hasn’t rained in fifty seven days
pray the skies will save us from disgrace
trickle down
lift the bucket from the ground
trickle down
wander through the crowd
dancing in the village center square
wringing water from each others hair
its safe to say that fate it never was
to fade away and vanish into dust
