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Diving in a wishing well Falling underneath a spell Save me from the wicked ways Pulling me with all its weight High above the silver line Flying over burning ground Ringing bells with golden chains Resonating with the sound Siren sound I didn't hear it Travel deep within the mine Never want to cross the line Found the one I'd never sell One I thought I'd never find Searching thru the layers of filth Feeling where the light is from Always licking off the bone Carve a way to our home Siren sounded I didn't hear it Voices warned I'd not heed it I fell into a pit of lies I tried to dig around the other side And much to my surprise I was to blame for all the rain I fell into a pit of lies I tried to dig around the other side And much to my surprise I was to blame for all the rain I was to blame for all the rain