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The Wheel
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Prototype for a new song - set in early Summer, this is my typical day this season. This is about as happy as my songs get. One voice, one guitar - both me.
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Michael J. Redding (aka hank49)
Michael J. Redding (aka hank49)

Sun Jun 27, 2010
Acoustic : Acoustic Folk
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Lyrics
VERSE 1:
Begin again, ita??s 4 AM
The birds and everything
The crows squawk and up and down the block
Night shakes from their wings.

I awake and do an inventory
Yeah, I feel OK
I get to task, yeah, I know the story,
Howa??d it get this way?

CHORUS:
Therea??s a wheel
That still turns this old heart of mine
Lifts my heels
In these measures of quarter time

VERSE 2:
Off leash, picking up our feet now
Let those spirits fly
Run over there, gathering the air
And send it back to sky

Late Spring, the air is like a potion
A honeysuckle high
Brings such perpetual emotion
What could ever die?

CHORUS:
Therea??s a wheel
That still turns this old heart of mine
Lifts my heels
In these measures of quarter time
Spins the night
Into light of such rare design
Is it real or just time out of mind?

VERSE 3:
On the job I just go through the motions
Required to get my means
On the clock - suspended animation
Games inside a dream

Hanging on, staring out the window
Soon I say so long
And walk from that cage of ones and zeros
Into a world of song

CHORUS:
Therea??s a wheel
That still turns this old heart of mine
Lifts my heels
In these measures of quarter time
Spins the night
Into light of such rare design
Is it real or just time out of mind?

VERSE 4:
Set free and ready for libation
Kicking back and jive
Yeah, thata??s me, Mr. Liberation
After nine to five

Six strings, somebody is singing
Throw in a mandolin
Sundown, come down, all that I am thinking
Is do it all again

CHORUS:
Therea??s a wheel
That still turns this old heart of mine
Lifts my heels
In these measures of quarter time
Spins the night
Into light of such rare design
Is it real or just time out of mind?