[Buckland, Green] Madmen know whereof the story is told Children see what can't be seen by the old Take my hand I'll show Here comes the night and the light of the day Long gone the shaman of old Listen to silence and hear what it says Down in the well of souls Whispers call to us in the night Listen with your heart and see with your mind Take my hand and fly Here comes the night and the light of the day Long gone the shaman of old Listen to silence and hear what it says Down in the well of souls Here in the well they can take you to hell Down in the world far below Or raise you to heaven where you can tell You pa**ed through the well of souls