"The Buried Well" lyrics

Too long has it been that I
Visited this place, have I come too late?
Hidden deep within the trees, the well
Now filled in with
Once a secret place to find
Sacred waters store, inspiration source
Now nothing can be drawn from this well
All filled in with earth

Buried far beneath this leaden heap
Oh, is there still something?
Entombed imagination
Falling to my knees, I long to reach
Where star-mirrored waters once thrived
In the deep places of my mind

Slowly paralyzed by the sands of time and toil
Gathered within, soul fell dormant
Yearn for magic lost, withering for want of wonder
Interred beneath, there my soul sleeps

Buried far beneath this leaden heap
Oh, is there still something?
Entombed imagination
Falling to my knees I long to reach
Where star-mirrored waters once thrived
In the deep places of my mind

I feel the waters stirring, waking, whispering
Echoing so far down beneath the decay
I must begin exhuming, purging, unearthing
Excavating through my despair and dismay

Buried far beneath this leaden heap
Where shadowed-star waters survive
Stirring deep within my mind
Down on my knees this vow I'll keep
Though weariness weighs down each grain of sand
I'll re-dig this well once again
And drink of the stars forgotten