Looking At The World From The Bottom Of a Well

That Cuban girl
That brought me low
She had that skin so fine
And red lips rose-like now
Her mouth was wide
And sweet as well
And now relentless hours
Of dreaming up her smell

I feel
As if I am looking at the world
From the bottom of a well
I feel
As if I am looking at the world
From the bottom of a well

Lonely and the only way to beat it is
To bat it down
The only way to beat it
The only way to beat it

Lonely and the only way to beat it is
To bat it down
The only way to beat it is to bat it down
The only way to beat it

Oh all the days
That I have run
I sought to lose that cloud
That’s blacking out the Sun
My train will come
Some one day soon
And when it comes I’ll ride it bound from night to noon

I feel
As if I am looking at the world
From the bottom of a well
I feel
As if I am looking at the world
From the bottom of a well

Aimless days
Uncool ways
Of decathecting
Painless phase
Blacked out thoughts
You’ll be rejecting

Lonely and the only way to beat it is
To bat it down
The only way to beat it
Only way to beat it

Lonely and the only way to beat it is
To bat it down
The only way to beat it is to bat it down
Only way to beat it

I feel
As if I am looking at the world
From the bottom of a well
I feel
As if I am looking at the world
From the bottom of a well

Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
Only way to beat it
Only way to beat it is to bat it down
Only way to beat it
Only way to beat it is to bat it down
Only way to beat it