Urban Jack - Wheels of Nothing Lyrics

She looked behind her
And tried to feel different
But she had drank the river
And walked away thirsty
She stood by her soul
What fell from the table
Were crumbs of indifference
It is not to us to be filled
Only hunger pangs
And passion lonely
There is a song in here old guitar
She'll get it tomorrow
That was six years ago

Sun opens the cherry blossoms
While we talk in circles
These wheels of nothing
Snow gathers upon the branches
As we talk in circles
These wheels of nothing

Facing down hoards of hesitation
Set fire to the foxes
In fields of stagnation
We threw the curtains open before the dawn
With wide eyed resilience
For the work to come

I played this guitar
And when my fingers got sore
I carried on
That's how much I love you
I wrote these songs
It is my labor of luck
Like God
Growing in The Garden

How shall we sing
From our cubicles and money trees?
Deadlines and bottom lines
Never made for great poetry
How shall we dream
With the burden of industry?
We can't hear the muses
Through the noise of sanity

All our blood
Our sweat and toil
Putting our shoulders
To these wheels of nothing
Once I was young
But now I'm older
Still walking in circles
These wheels of nothing
Putting our shoulders
To these wheels of nothing
Our hearts and our souls
In these wheels of nothing