All Around the Wishing Well

All the folks they wished us well all around the wishing well,
I mean, all around the wishing well we go hungry
All the folks that never last stayed to wallow in the past,
I mean, all around the wishing well we walk light years
And you can tell angels from devils by the way they're played
They hold different grudges but they’re still the same
All are dying pieces of a dying game we are one we are one we must not complain
(I mean it, never complain,boss)
‘Cause we are all being punked by the clock
Roll the rock
O cavemen cavemen where d'ya go? There's no spare land and nothing to know
All around the wishing well there's just laughter
Fighters fall and lovers leave all we've ever been taught is to need our need
All around the wishing well a disaster
And you can tell angels from feathers by the way they flake
But no one ever knows it 'cause we're all too late
Nursing isms and visions and heroes at the gates
As if it's all one big mistake
But now the biosphere's asleep
It's just you and me
And all the thirst drowns in the sea
All are dying pieces of the meant to be
We are one we are one, we are lost, we are free
Finally we’re free
But even when you’re King - or queen -
you're still mocked
Roll the rock!
You tell your mama and your papa and your children too
Never to step over my body it just makes me blue
You tell your mama and your papa and your children too
I am the world
I am the children