Jane Siberry The Strange Well
One time I saw Canada fall through a hole in the sky I do not know if I was really sad to see her go For in her place there was a herd of early morning cows They moved in one direction They knew where, when, how, why not There is a strange well I go to And each time I lean, I look I learn, I leave I go back to town Saying things I don't believe My words they're just pebbles under water They rise like flocks of birds They are discontinued because the well has overhead and said Are your opinions not confirmed until you tell them to someone And is this the lonely night not real until it has been framed as one There is a strange well I go to... I spoke about the rosewood proud and I said this river is wise And I said these mountains are all-seeing Said the well--you must realize That once again your words have pulled the universe out of place To exist it need not have a human face There is a strange well I go to... And sometimes when I go there and my heart is clear There are no visions--there are no sounds to hear Oh strange well--does your voice rise and fall When I am away And do your watercolours run like they're doing today There is a strange well I go to And each time I lean, I look I learn, I leave I go back to town Saying things I don't believe
