Wheels of Time

Verse
The gears of history grind and groan,
A ticking heart in a world of stone.
The clock hands spin, relentless dance,
A carousel of circumstance.

Every car on the motorway screams,
Chasing futures, haunted dreams.
But inside my head, a different race,
Wheels that squeak, refuse their place.

Pre-Chorus
Oh, the friction burns, the metal cries,
Every turn a compromise.
But in the chaos, there's a song,
A symphony where I belong.

Chorus
Wonderful wheels, they carry me on,
Through the cracks of dusk to the edge of dawn.
Turning and turning, they never stand still,
Propelled by the force of an unbroken will.
Wonderful wheels, forever aligned,
In the clock of the cosmos, the cogs of my mind.

Verse
Rubber on asphalt, a fleeting trace,
The shadows race, but leave no face.
Each rotation a whispered vow,
A question of where and how.

Inside my chest, a restless grind,
Machinery etched by the hands of time.
Every squeal, every stubborn creak,
A voice that calls, a truth I seek.

Pre-Chorus
Oh, the grinding pain, the endless sound,
Wheels in motion, never bound.
But even broken parts align,
To find the rhythm in their time.

Chorus
Wonderful wheels, they carry me on,
Through the cracks of dusk to the edge of dawn.
Turning and turning, they never stand still,
Propelled by the force of an unbroken will.
Wonderful wheels, forever aligned,
In the clock of the cosmos, the cogs of my mind.

Bridge
The clock winds down, but it never stops,
The wheels of time churn through the drops.
Of rain, of tears, of joy and despair,
The wheels just turn; they don’t care.

Outro
So let them squeal, let them cry,
Every turn a reason why.
The wonderful wheels will roll on still,
Spinning through chaos, bending the will.

Wonderful wheels, forever in time,
The beating heart, the cogs of my mind.