The Wheel Keeps Spinning

           

          

          The mighty wheel is spinning

          At a relentless pace

          And as the clock is ticking

          It's laughing in your face.

         With every passing second

         The end is getting near

          And all that you have reckoned

         Gives in to pain and fear.

        Your big dreams and ideals

        Are crushed by wheel's sheer power

        So you know how it feels

        To suffer day and hour.

        And yet, in times of sorrow

        When all hope appears lost

        You still wait for tomorrow

        And fight the past's ghost.

       The battle may be long

        And hanging by a thread

        But if your spirit's strong

        You'll beat the grief and dread!