| The big wheel keeps on turnin'
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| On a simple line day by day
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| The earth spins on its axis
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| One man struggles while another relaxes
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| There’s a hole in my soul like a cavity
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| Seems like the world is out together just by gravity
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| The wheel keeps turning, the sky is rearranging
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| Look my son the weather is changing
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| I’d like to feel that you could be free
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| Look up at the blue skies beneath a new tree
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| Sometime again you’ll turn green and the sea turns red
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| My son I said the power of axis over my head
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| The big wheel keeps on turning
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| On a simple line day by day
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| The earth spins on its axis
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| One man struggles while another relaxes
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| We sang about the sun and danced among the trees
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| And we listened to the whisper of the city on the breeze
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| Will you cry anymore in a lead-free zone
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| Down within the shadows where the factories drone
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| On the surface of the wheel they build another town
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| And so the green come tumbling down
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| Yes, close your eyes and hold me tight
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| And I’ll show you a sunset sometime again
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| The big wheel keeps on turning
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| On a simple line day by day
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| The earth spins on its axis
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| One man struggles while another relaxes
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| As a child’s silent prayer, my hope hides in disguise
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| While satellites and cameras watch from the skies
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| An acid drop of rain recycled from the sea
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| It washed away my shadow, burnt a hole in me
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| And all the king’s men cannot put it back again
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| But the ghetto sun where nature lies
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| Will mend my soul
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| Sometime again
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| The big wheel keeps on turning
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| On a simple line day by day
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| The earth spins on its axis
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| One man struggles while another relaxes
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| My son I said the big wheel keeps on turning
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| On a simple line day by day
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| The earth spins on its axis
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| One man struggles while another relaxes
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| Big wheel
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| On a simple line
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| The earth spins
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| Blue |