The Wheel (Is Turning Now) Songtext
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The Wheel (Is Turning Now) Songtext
He held my hand when I died
He told me all I could ask
The politician bleats so blind
With his hard hat on rotating in a circle,
Gimme some rosacea, nicotine to stain ya
Boys on the altar waiting to be crushed
(You wanna know)
...but as he takes the stage I′m gone
What the hell is all this?
Oh is it in the way he calls your name?
Or is it in the way he prays for rain?
The wheel is turning now
It's really turning now
Bone, to the blade,
My letter!
White feather!
No halves!
Dread
What the devil said?
My prison
My prison
My guard!
He laid his hands upon me
He took ahold of my life
The terror and the old blood screech;
When you mix those colours,
Something′s gonna happen,
I don't wanna see them,
I don't wanna know them
I spasm on the floor and wait for it to end
(You wanna know)
...but as he throws the crutches down
Eleven thousand knees bent,
Let them know, you′re coming!
Oh is it in the way he calls your name?
Or is it in the way he prays for rain?
The wheel is turning now
It′s really turning now
Do you wanna know
How far you've come?
Do you wanna know
How far you′ve come?
Do you have any idea?
Do you have any ideas?
Do you wanna know
How far you've come?
Do you wanna know
How far you′ve come?
Do you have any idea?
Do you have any ideas?
He told me all I could ask
The politician bleats so blind
With his hard hat on rotating in a circle,
Gimme some rosacea, nicotine to stain ya
Boys on the altar waiting to be crushed
(You wanna know)
...but as he takes the stage I′m gone
What the hell is all this?
Oh is it in the way he calls your name?
Or is it in the way he prays for rain?
The wheel is turning now
It's really turning now
Bone, to the blade,
My letter!
White feather!
No halves!
Dread
What the devil said?
My prison
My prison
My guard!
He laid his hands upon me
He took ahold of my life
The terror and the old blood screech;
When you mix those colours,
Something′s gonna happen,
I don't wanna see them,
I don't wanna know them
I spasm on the floor and wait for it to end
(You wanna know)
...but as he throws the crutches down
Eleven thousand knees bent,
Let them know, you′re coming!
Oh is it in the way he calls your name?
Or is it in the way he prays for rain?
The wheel is turning now
It′s really turning now
Do you wanna know
How far you've come?
Do you wanna know
How far you′ve come?
Do you have any idea?
Do you have any ideas?
Do you wanna know
How far you've come?
Do you wanna know
How far you′ve come?
Do you have any idea?
Do you have any ideas?
Writer(s): Michael Spearman, Jeremy Pritchard, Jonathan Higgs, Alex Robertshaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com