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A Well for Lost Wishers
Have you seen that old wishing well
It’s the place where dead dreams dwell
Where onlookers can tell
That this is where many hopes fell
Please don’t visit that old wishing well
It’s a place where you’ll shed a few tears
And you’ll tremble with fear
And you’ll realize that none of your dreams are near
Are near
A goal for a penny
Some desires for a dime
The unfulfilled are many
They have payed for humanity’s crimes
Lady Luck won’t see wishes through
She’s tired of people, she’ll always refuse
All of your wishes are yours to pursue
Cause if you throw them in that well
Your future is doomed
You have much to lose
Now you look at that old wishing well
And your hold on your money’s not tense
You could face consequence
Of letting your guard down and losing your sense
So intrigued by that old wishing well
In the water the coins lost their shine
And it’s not hard to find
The quivers and shivers that run down your spine
Down your spine
Aspirations for a quarter
Hope for a half of a dollar
Your time is getting shorter
You must decide if you’ll throw a coin in that water
Will you surrender and lose your mind
Paying a price for humanity’s crimes
Then you’d be a member of the lost kind
The people that left all they’ve worked for
Far behind
Leave the wishing well
Save your dearest dreams
Cause having the life you want
Is not that hard to achieve
By throwing a coin inside
You’ll lose all your human pride
You could go on a journey, embrace the ride
And yet you’ve followed the tide
So you’ve chosen that old wishing well
And now you are beyond any help
You’re like everyone else
Watch the new penny reach the ground slow
And it’s clear it’s the time that you know
That you’ve chosen wrong so,
Your shaking hand goes
On a mission to retrieve
Your own penny so you can believe
Turn your back to that old wishing well
It’s a place where dead dreams dwell
Now you can tell
It’s a place where hopes fell
You haven’t fallen to the spell
And no one should ever return
To that old wishing well
But as long as people do wrong
They’ll be those
Who will stay
By that wishing
Well
Copyright ©
Rita Burns
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