And the wheels keep turning, all the time,
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But there's no pounding or purring, not a sound,
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Just a feeling of stirring, hold them down, hold them down, hold them
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Down.
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Yes it might happen this way,
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You have no warning, she is going away,
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She was the backbone, to your life and your plans,
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And now the unknown, holds you down with its hands,
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And then you know that there's no turning back from here.
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And the wheels keep turning, all the time,
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No mechanical churning, not a sound,
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Just a feeling of stirring, hold them down, hold them down, hold them
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Down.
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Yes it might happen this way,
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She is familiar, nothing much more to say,
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And then the day comes when you look in her eyes,
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And what you see there takes you quite by surprise,
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And then you know that there's no turning back from here.
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People moving, going about their day,
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People planning, knowing just what to say,
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In one year we'll have money to spare,
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And in five all we require,
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In ten years we'll have a place of our own,
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And in forty we'll retire,
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So we do what we must, before we turn to dust.
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So we do what we must, before we turn to dust.
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And the wheels keep turning, all the time,
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No expansion or burning, not a sound,
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Just a feeling of stirring, hold them down, hold them down, hold them
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Down.
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Yes it might happen this way,
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You have no warning, she is going away,
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She was the backbone, to your live and your plans,
|
And now the unknown, holds you down with its hands,
|
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And then you know that it might happen this way,
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She is familiar, nothing much more to say,
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And then the day comes when you look in her eyes,
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And what you see there takes you quite by surprise,
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And then you know that there's no turning back from here.
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And The Wheels Keep Turning
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| Tony Banks |
