Down on the farm
I wanted my land
A slash of the knife and
Blood on my hands
Into the well
Way down below
A farm sits quiet
A cold wind blows
The past behind me
I continue on
My son sits questioning
Have I done wrong
I sit alone
Think about my life
Where to turn and
Where to go
A possible mistake
Rats in the pipe
Did I make a mistake
On that summer's night
I take the blame
I write the note
Thank god the body
In the well doesn't float
A possible mistake
Rats in the pipe
Did I make a mistake
On that summer's night
I take the blame
I write the note
Thank god the body
In the well doesn't float
It always catches up
No escape
Trapped in your mind
There's no other way
All alone trapped
In this dark abyss
I'm sorry for what
I've done to you
I hope to see
Another day
Forgive me my love
For I have forsaken thee
A possible mistake
Rats in the pipe
Did I make a mistake
On that summer's night
I take the blame
I write the note
Thank god the body
In the well doesn't float
A possible mistake
Rats in the pipe
Did I make a mistake
On that summer's night
I take the blame
I write the note
Thank god the body
In the well doesn't float