The last time I felt a death knell
I walked to water and found a dry well.
I cast my change in to the depths
The waters rose in the wells of friends.
Friends occurred like angels and like birds
They sang my song when I forgot the words.

This well is filled with burdens and with wishes
The more we add to it the more there is to sip.
Everyone at the well was once a stranger
And as the waters rise may we all grow braver.
With investing trust and making wishes
No guarantee. I trust it’s worth the risk.

One day we’ll scatter to scattered skies
We might keep in touch or drift away in time.
But down here, down here, it’s our time.
We’re at the well. Farewell. We never say die.

Some friends I’ve lost through time and some through kissing.
Some were tough loves and some I’m still missing.
Some friends had too short a stay.
They all leave a watermark. I remember them today.
I’ve paid for friends with wishes and with dimes.
Some were true and some are rusting tin in time.

One day we’ll scatter to scattered skies
We might keep in touch or drift away in time.
But down here, down here, it’s our time.
We’re at the well. Farewell. We never say die.

I only have one lung and I only have one wing
I need my friends to come so we can float and sing.
When I can’t imagine what to pray to
The source of friends will always do.
So darling, darling, stand by me. Oh, stand, stand by me.
Oh darling, stand by me, stand by me.

One day we’ll scatter to scattered skies
We might keep in touch or drift away in time.
But down here, down here, it’s our time.
We’re at the well. Farewell. We never say die.

Lean on me when you’re not strong.
And I’ll be your friend. I’ll help you carry on.