The Well Lyrics

A mother
Reaching out with a tiny mouth

"I can't just watch the boy die
All alone, and both of us crying"

The sand gets wet
Two little salty piles
Mother and child alone

Then God
Reaching out with mighty hands

"The well was always there
Fill the skin and give the boy a drink
Let the sand get wet"

There is always plenty of water
The mother and the child