| I can’t describe my situation
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| It’s not an earthly-born location
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| There’s not a lot of information
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| There are just stories told
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| There is no point in us debating
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| As we will only end up waiting
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| There is no way I will be taking
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| The last bus home
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| I’m way above it all
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| No future comes to call
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| There ain’t no way to say it
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| I’m in the well of souls
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| There is no feat of navigation
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| That will lead to my salvation
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| No easy long- or lat- equation
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| There ain’t no guiding star
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| Lost in love without solution
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| With every chance of retribution
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| Hit by waves of raw emotion
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| I won’t be going far
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| I’m way above it all
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| No future comes to call
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| (There ain’t no way)
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| There ain’t no way to say it
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| I’m in the well of souls
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| There ain’t no way to say it
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| I’m in the well of souls
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| Of souls
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| I’m way above it all
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| No future comes to call
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| (No future, the future isn’t everything)
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| There ain’t no way to say it
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| I’m in the well of souls
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| I’m in the well of souls… |