Caught in the wells

Going blind in a mind I wish to see
Cascading between my fingers the sands of misery
Fallen to the deep crawling up the walls of the wells
There upon my eyes an angels countenance dwells
Sonic bellow pressure to my tips
Divine tongue wag against flawless teeth and lips
Take this ride with me beyond the sky
Forgo your apprehension, greet the lord n' fly
Oh the weightlessness, oh to have sheathed wit
Oh the burden, oh to have shed it