Repitition (The Rut Song)

Dropping some change in the wishing well
With serious thoughts that I cannot quell
My mind lingers and dwells
On serious thoughts that I cannot quell

Well wishing for some change
On matters to some that may seem strange
These formless patterns I rearrange
These formless patterns seem so strange

I dwell on thoughts that linger long
Dropping like bricks where they don't belong
Serious thoughts that are much too strong
Making me question where I belong

Lingering long on these thoughts I dwell
Formless thoughts contained in a shell
I drop more change in the wishing well
With hopes one brick might crack the shell.