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the wheel at the well is broken
You still remain

Lord, please hear my prayer
Fo I lay me down
My back against the wall
oh lord come  get me 
Protect my seed

Every turn and spin of my wheels

You say you just don’t know how to show it
Say you don’t know how to feel
Songs and storms will pass the time
Time we

the time
Now there’s no where for me to hide


I’ll never know
Unless I get there on my own
Say a prayer
Here I go
Force myself through the unknown

I can’t

Sip my coffee, 6 a.m., climb behind the wheel.  Yellow Madhouse engine starts to grumble.  These diesel fumes exhaust me, that's always how I feel,

Does England really love you?
Raise its hands in prayer above you?
If you had three wheels would they love you more?

?Cos He?s a phoney
He?s your

down on the freeway
I see you tappin' the wheel I see you bobbin' your head to the radio
Oh and it makes my day, to see that smile on your face
And in

as I am
Walkin' that aisle, prayin' that prayer
Man, it ain't right but if you gotta be there

I hope you hit those gold streets on two wheels
Hope

Candy paint and wood grain
Houston Texas
Slab with the fifth wheel
Houston Texas
Brothers with the big chain
Houston Texas
Houston Texas
Houston

at the end of the night
I asked her to be mine cause

The way, the way she makes me feel
Got me spinning around on her wheel
Telling all of my friends
That I'm

on the wheel
So I ain't taking no L
And I can't go to jail

I really hate how my pockets be pitiful
That's why I got a fetish for the lavish
I'm always

wheel in my hands and it's my turn

To make the best or worst of my circumstance
Ain't no dress rehearsals on this stage when it's time to dance
Cans over

don't gotta prove that
The feds watching they gonna use that
Damn Frosty how you do that
Hit the rode til my wheels flat
Can't change your past don't look

The light I know is right in here
My eyes are closed, recite a prayer
Revive my soul my mind be clear
Rewrite the broken lies I hear
The fight is over, make

to the real dawgs
Depression got them swallowing them pills dawg
Got me on my knees sayin' Jesus take the wheel dawg

You ever get exhausted
Cause niggas love

for the moment that I need to make a swerve (hold on)
Keep the hands on the wheel and your eyes looking forward
If you ain't driving brace yourself

Took me outta focused
Grab the steering wheel I can feel the motion

Visual eyes the truth
This could be the token
Visual eyes the truth
This could be

They found her dead after 2 days of rotting, it turned me ice
Every time we popped in the summer she gave me life
She would hug me, then say a prayer

the company van
He was heading for the lake that day before he lost control
Of the wheel, spun out then that was all
An angel bats his lashes, the van swerves

Dear heavenly father I been lead by my own flesh
And if i stay at the wheel I'm liable to get into a wreck
Recollection of falling asleep

Or prayers, so long

From sand to dust
The wheels of time turn

You can't escape the unexplained
End that lies ahead
Walk the path before it's time
You life

Late at night just before I lay down on my bed
Something in my mind, all the things I've left unsaid
Prayers unspoken, people broken passing through

the fire.

We are
Angel shadows,
Spinning wheels of people’s lives.
We are
Staying a short lifetime,
Build eternal
Paradise.

Glares of fire
Reflect in your

yourself or the preacher will

Six strings to lose on
Four wheels to kill
Bet one or two on
Send prayers to heal

One thing that keeps on
Stuffs getting real

mother
with the sounds of trucks and distant trains
with the gold sticks 
and the burnt skin of prayer
bathe me once again 
in hot oil
silence and long,