Lyrics
Hey, can't you see me here?
Boy, I feel your presence near.
There's no reason to be scarred of me.
I'm trapped here inside this hole.
Young boy, why won't you help me?
What's your name? Why won't you tell me?
Down here I won't last long.
A child sits all alone,
his second day trapped in hell.
The guilt is cadencing on his mind now.
No one around him can tell.
Mother and Father dictate his schedule but
he's in a bigger world today.
His guilty conciounce is strong and leading
back to the man in the well.
Suddenly cleaving to god,
they wish that god' come between.
Now their adhering to god,
knowing he won't intervene.
Despite a man dying below,
imperfect contrition not par.
Only succeeding to show
just how innocent children are.
"For your fear
Im still here.
Quietly
dying here.
Down here its cold in this well.
Wet here and cold in the Well.
Can't see the sky from this well.
God can't see into this well.
Only the boy knows I'm here.
I can't see god from this well.
For your fear
I'm still here.
Quietly
dying here."
Its only now that hes learning
what a man means to it all.
The earth will not stop turning
The biosphere won't mind at all.
And if the maker made all things,
who said life was something he preferred?
Perhaps it doesn't matter.
One can't expect to define this all with words.
"Now aware,
Life's not fair,
can't see the
sky from here.
I don't care.
God's not there.
Not up there,
or anywhere."