Deeper Wells - Thrice

We wanna build a bigger fence

We say it’s only common sense

We gotta keep the good ones in the fold

Every year we raise it higher

We add a little razor wire

And then we paint the whole thing white and gold

We keep building bigger fences

Building bigger fences

Building bigger fences

When we should be digging deeper wells

So I wanna see your hands

I wanna see your hands

I wanna see your hands

Cracked from clawing through the filth

But we let our nightmares win

We’re terrified of boogeymen

We gotta keep the bad ones in the cold

We lock the gate and keep it shut

On those that never make the cut

Who never learned to do just what they’re told

We keep building bigger fences

Building bigger fences

Building bigger fences

When we should be digging deeper wells

So I wanna see your hands

I wanna see your hands

I wanna see your hands

Cracked from clawing through the filth

Don’t let them out

Don’t let them in

Don’t let them out

Don’t let them in

Don’t let them out

Don’t let them in

Don’t let them out

Don’t let

Don’t let them in

Don’t let them in