The Well - Lebanon Hanover

Now you find yourself

You find yourself

In a state you don’t know is it madness is it health

Through the ivy wall

A hidden garden door

In the centre of that garden there’s a well

Sitting by the well

By the Canterbury bells

In your face only the darkness of this hole

Now you find yourself

You find yourself

In a state you don’t know should it start or should it end

How long has it been since you’ve felt anything

Your feelings kept beneath the meadows in the soil

And you gaze like from elsewhere

Into the halo of this void

Is there a shimmer of hope left at the end?