Más cosas del baul del fúturo... esta canción trata sobre "Crónica del pajaro que da cuerda al mundo" de Haruki Murakami... aun puede cambiar... pero pues prácticamente algo así habrá de quedar
The Well
Hear the crick crack
Find the missing cat
Talk to superpowered woman
To The Laundry then back
Hear the ringing phone
I wish it was your voice
But it's some old man
talking about war
Going back and forth
teenage girls neighbors
random people in the streets
A letter of yours
I want you to come
I can't burn your stuff
Even if you say
you want me no more
I try to find you again
So I'm lying down in this old well
My bat in hand, Marks on my face
But I just want to touch your hands
and if I do and if I do
I'll wait always for you
No Matter what It takes
I will return to this old well
So I can go back to that hotel
to rescue you in that same room
the room the room
the room In where you slept
Search for My lost love
I met A dream whore
who has been abused by
Evil Brother In Law
Nutmeg, Cinnamon
His Fast Connection
bring down his firewalls
So I can chat with you
I try to find you again
So I'm lying down in this old well
My bat in hand, Marks on my face
But I just want to touch your hands
and if I do and if I do
I'll wait always for you
No Matter what It takes
I will return to this old well
So I can go back to that hotel
to rescue you in that same room
the room the room
the room In where you slept
the fear the fear a dangerous place
the shadows roam but my bat swings
I run with you, I run with you
Now I can close the well
I can go back to you again
this endless quest has come to an end
you are your old self, your brother's dead
but you're to blame you're to blame
While you're in jail I'll wait
For you Always I'll wait
