Phinehas The Wishing Well (feat. Ann Marie Flathers)
A thunderstorm,
A distant shore,
I've witnessed this before
Patience was fleeting
If a thousand coins on the ocean floor
Will bring back love to me
Then I'll wait forever
Fill the sea with dreams of a wishing well
Waves bring back my coins to me
Drain the deep that deems
With my empty shells
Slaves of sand still call for me
I once had love to give
And I once had hope to live
But the rarest stones
May break my bones
Golden soul stops my arms
With phantom limbs and haunting eyes
Begs the seas begin to rise
Fill the sea with dreams of a wishing well
Waves bring back my coins to me
Drain the deep that deems
With my empty shells
Slaves of sand to call for me
What Grace is this that saves
What Grace is this that saves mex4