Текст 7 Minutes In Heaven – Wishing Well

I’ll start a war with the fences holding back my good intentions
Cause I’ve locked myself away to keep this filthy mirror safe
What is the cure for obsessing, waking up to second guessing?
Will the silence keep me safe or have we lost our way?

Where is the progress, where is the picket fence?
That stable ground to walk on got lost in yesterday
Throw me a rope now, I’m at the bottom of a wishing well
My hope is all I lean on, the day tomorrow came

Watch the oxygen reach surface, while the current pulls me down
It’s so ironic building walls, today you fell and broke your crown
Hearts will disintegrate, live with the choice you make
If you go where I can’t follow, I’ll be there anyway
I’ll be there anyway

Where is the progress, where is the picket fence?
That stable ground to walk on got lost in yesterday
Throw me a rope now, I’m at the bottom of a wishing well
My hope is all I lean on, the day tomorrow came

Time slips away
I’m not a slave
Time slips away
I’m not a slave

You throw flowers out of towers that grew wild on my head
You beg sheep you led to slaughter not to look the other way
You throw flowers out of towers that grew wild on my head
You beg sheep you led to slaughter not to look the other way

Where is the progress, where is the picket fence?
That stable ground to walk on got lost in yesterday
Throw me a rope now, I’m at the bottom of a wishing well
My hope is all I lean on, the day tomorrow came

Time slips away
I’m not a slave
Time slips away
I’m not a slave