The Wheel

[Melancholy Acoustic Guitar Intro] [Male Voice] [Verse] It’s growing and spreading inside Wild flowers are losing petals in this evening storm. The gloaming, gives way to night Rain falling like sheets of static in the last of light. [Pre-Chorus] You’ve always said that I Was Running from my past But I’ve been chasing tomorrow And now, here, is all I have left [Chorus] Let it hurt me It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me. It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning. [Cello Solo] [Verse] Waking slowly, feeling the weight of stone eggs. Eggs laid in my heart by birds of loneliness and longing Calling to the flock, please return, and take your gifts, I’m ready for a song. [Pre-Chorus] My weight, unsteady on my feet I always run from me But the reckoning of time seems so Focused on my soul, Can I let go? [Chorus] Let it hurt me It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me. It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning. Let it hurt me (burn like winter) It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, The wheel is turning (Slowing and slowing) Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me. (Slowing and slowing) It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning. (Slowing and slowing) [Bridge] In the forest, I found it Spinning my life into thread A great wheel of everything Love and loss and hope and dread I began to swallow the fibers spun It filled my belly, feet, and head I tasted my memories and dreams Felt them knitting together my seams, Before my flesh was torn, insides spilling And these threads of mine Intertwined my bones, my brain, my heart Made me whole, Made me ready for When the wheel spins no more At least not for me At least not for you [Cello Interlude] [Chorus] Let it hurt me It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me. It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning. Let it hurt me (burn like winter) It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, The wheel is turning (Slowing and slowing) Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me. (Slowing and slowing) It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning. (Slowing and slowing) [Outro] [End] [Final Chorus] Let it hurt me It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me. It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning. Let it hurt me (burn like winter) It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, The wheel is turning (Slowing and slowing) Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me. (Slowing and slowing) It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning. (Slowing and slowing) [Outro] And these threads of mine Intertwined my bones, my soul, my heart Made me whole, Made me ready for When the wheel spins no more At least not for me At least not for you [End]