Waterless Places

I am drowning in waterless places
Plants may grow there, but people go dry
They don't ask questions in waterless places
They may know, but their friends will guess why

Here I am, I'm still searching
Here I am, in wells still dry
There is evil, in some there's goodness
Most of either would let you die

Don't go searching for every answer
If you're patient, you'll find out why
Here I am, I'm still searching
Here I am, in wells still dry

Don't pretend there are greener pastures
You may fool yourself, but he won't cry
Wrath is hardly like whiskey sour
When you drink it, you eternally die



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Rodriguez
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