I came back from the well without a trace of water
But I won't ever tell cos I'm my father's daughter

Give a little take a little that's how it go
Waiting to remember that you know what you know

You follow the leader and I'm an in-betweener so it goes
I need a believer but you gotta see it so you won't
Oh no you don't

Evening creeps in slow - we dig in double silence
Can't say as we go if it's mindful or it's mindless

Usually you're crawlin through the back of my head
Reading to my quiet from the Book of the Dead

You follow the leader and I'm an in-betweener so it goes
I need a believer but you gotta see it so you won't
Oh no you don't

I hate the space you leave behind
It's missing and it's mine
I get lost then I get found
When you come back around

You follow the leader and I'm an in-betweener so it goes
I need a believer but you gotta see it so you won't
Oh no you don't