| This land today, shall draw its last breath
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| And take into its ancient depths
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| This frail reminder of its giant, dreaming self.
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| While I, with human-hindered eyes
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| Unequal to the sweeping curve of life,
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| Stand on this single print of time.
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| Human wheels spin round and round
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| While the clock keeps the pace.
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| Human wheels spin round and round
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| Help the light to my face.
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| That time, today, no triumph gains
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| At this short success of age.
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| This pale reflection of its brave and
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| Blundering deed.
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| For I, descend from this vault,
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| Now dreams beyond my earthly fault
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| Knowledge, sure, from the seed.
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| Human wheels spin round and round
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| While the clock keeps the pace.
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| Human wheels spin round and round
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| Help the light to my face.
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| This land, today, my tears shall taste
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| And take into its dark embrace.
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| This love, who in my beating heart endures,
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| Assured, by every sun that burns,
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| The dust to which this flesh shall return.
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| It is the ancient, dreaming dust of God.
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| Human wheels spin round and round
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| While the clock keeps the pace.
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| Human wheels spin round and round
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| Help the light to my face.
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| Human wheels spin round and round
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| While the clock keeps the pace.
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| Human wheels spin round and round
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| Help the light to my face. |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Human Wheels, artist - John Mellencamp. Album song Words & Music: John Mellencamp's Greatest Hits, in the genre Иностранный рок