Last night I dreamed of falling
Down a wishing well.
No one could hear me calling
From where I fell.
And from above the ground
I could faintly hear
The world and all her sounds
Songs, vows, playgrounds, tears.
I fell in a wishing well
Now the damage is done
And who, who have I become?
Not even angels saw me
From tall starry skies.
And then a searchlight shone upon me
Bright in my eyes.