the well - john coffey lyrics
our hands try to draw what is nothing but divine
but our stroke is a part of the venetian line
what was taken for style could well be a mistake
or nothing but a flaw of the guilty hand
i’m nothing but a dead man now
just a body laying at the bottom of a well
was inside in such a way
the universe now feels like being indoors
our hands try to draw what is nothing but divine
but our stroke is a part of the venetian line
what was taken for style could well be a mistake
or nothing but a flaw of the guilty hand
i’m nothing but a dead man now
just a body laying at the bottom of a well
believe me please, believe me now, i’m coming forth
but the fist of a murderer leaves nothing to chance
i was inside in such a way
the universe now feels like being indoors
but the fist of my murderer leaves me nothing to chance
i’m nothing but a dead man now
just a body laying at the bottom of a well
believe me please, believe me now, i’m coming forth
but the fist of a murderer leaves nothing to chance
our hands try to draw what is nothing but divine
but our stroke is a part of the venetian line
what was taken for style could well be a mistake
or nothing but a flaw of the guilty hand
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