just the words...  
I'm mid-est, too many songs now! 
 
Well Well...
Nothing real, nothing found, passing by in silence... 
Nothing white, nothing black all the grey as static...
before the hand, before the dream
before the darkness nothing seams,
nothing sown... threads of wisps of nothing...
nothing built from nothing and nothing built from something...
Well, well, and nothing hiding in the lies of truth...
lost and found, bound to the past...
Never see it, never free it
Down the dark well... well well
into the dark well well
 
Nothing new to say, nothing new to play
and lost, and found, and nothing new, just others...
 
anyone?
 
peace!
 
 
 
 
 
 

Looks pretty good to me.

lol, yeah, it's about as crazy as I get ;)
 
maybe someone will want to use it... :)
 
peace!

I would try it, but I'm not much of a singer.
 
My only suggestion would be to perhaps change this: "threads of wisps" because I find it hard to say. However, if someone used it in a very slow ballad, that would make it much easier. I mean, it's a nice turn of phrase. I just think it reads much better than it speaks. It would work great in a novel, but when you actually try saying it out loud, it's harder than you think.