These wheels they turn and turn.
Never seeming to stop.
One spoke after another holding these wheels together.
These wheels that turn and turn.
Although they may move slowly,
Occasionally very fast,
They turn and turn, these wheels do.
Never seeming to stop.
These wheels have no time to stop,
to inflate a flat tire.
To let the chains moving them rest,
And just watch the sunrise.
Life goes on and on.
Never seeming to stop.
One event after another painting the picture of life.
This life that goes on and on,
Sometimes may be slow,
Other times will fly away.
It goes on and on, life does.
Never seeming to stop.
Some souls feel no time to stop,
to think, appreciate,
to rest,
And just watch the sunrise.
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 6:50 AM UTC
These wheels they turn and turn.
Never seeming to stop.
One spoke after another holding these wheels together.
These wheels that turn and turn.
Although they may move slowly,
Occasionally very fast,
They turn and turn, these wheels do.
Never seeming to stop.
These wheels have no time to stop,
to inflate a flat tire.
To let the chains moving them rest,
And just watch the sunrise.
Life goes on and on.
Never seeming to stop.
One event after another painting the picture of life.
This life that goes on and on,
Sometimes may be slow,
Other times will fly away.
It goes on and on, life does.
Never seeming to stop.
Some souls feel no time to stop,
to think, appreciate,
to rest,
And just watch the sunrise.
