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