The Wheel (Is Turning Now)

"He held my hand when I died"
"He told me all I could ask"
"The politician bleats so blind with his hard hat
on rotating in a circle, gimme some rosacea,
nicotine to stain ya"
Boys on the altar waiting to be crushed
(You wanna know)
...but as he takes the stage I'm gone
What the hell is all this?
Oh is it in the way he calls your name?
Or is it in the way he prays for rain?
The wheel is turning now
It's really turning now
Bone, to the blade,
my letter!
White feather!
No halves!
Dread!
What the devil said?
My prison
My prison
My guard!
"He laid his hands upon me"
"He took ahold of my life"
The terror and the old blood screech;
"When you mix those colours, something's
gonna happen, I don't wanna see them, I don't
wanna know them"
I spasm on the floor and wait for it to end
(You wanna know)
... but as he throws the crutches down
Eleven thousand knees bent,
Let them know, you're coming!
Oh is it in the way he calls your name?
Or is it in the way he prays for rain?
The wheel is turning now
It's really turning now
Do you wanna know how far you've come?
Do you have any idea?
Do you have any ideas?