The Two Sides of the Well
Do tears come from a well?
We can never tell
But they never seem to dry
As much as I can try
They keep flowing down
Changing the smile to a frown
I hate tears of pain
Longer than the longest train
Does happiness come from a well?
Heaven even in hell
It never seems to end
Supplier keeps to send
Even the bitter as bile
Will change the frown to a smile
I love tears of joy
Longer than the longest pain
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