Alan Semerdjian: Music
Bucket in a Well
(Alan Semerdjian)
BUCKET IN A WELL
Isn’t that the song I tried to sing
resting barefoot on a nest of pins?
I’ve struggled hard,
climbed the moonlight, still.
If I could finally catch a prayer alive, I’d sing a thousand hymns.
Isn’t that the dream I spoke about,
threw a bucket in a well and wished out loud?
I tried to walk on water, but I fell right in;
I didn’t get a chance to see the divine, but I learned how to swim.
I didn’t get a chance to see the divine, but I learned how to swim.
It’s invisible, but we’re getting stronger.