The Wheel
There was a girl in white with ebony hair
In her room I believe I could have kissed her there
You never know what’ll haunt you
I believe I could have kissed her
One missed chance and a week went by
She said she didn’t know me and I didn’t know why
If you asked me right now, I still don’t know why
There was a time in my life I was dry as the sand
Got to Tucumcari just like I planned
Saw a bottle on the ground and it jumped into my hands
Well I ran to the mountains and I ran to the sea
Would have tossed myself in but something rescued me
Would have tossed myself in but it rescued me
Why does everything take so damn long?
God gave me plenty and I let it all rot
Pour a bootleg barrel on the spark I’ve got
Let the flies raise maggots on everything I’ve got
Well I scorned my mansion threw open the doors
Let the rats in the kitchen and the ants in the floors
We all take trips but I bet mine was longer than yours
Why does everything take so damn long?
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