Rusted Wheel

So you can't hold a star in your hand though

At least you can hold on to another plan

Rusted wheel planted still

I can tell it's summer from the

Size of the bugs that fly through my window

Flying through my window

Rusted wheel planted still

Rusted wheel can't move on

I can tell it's winter from the

Size of the lump in my throat

I got a lump in my throat

Rusted wheel planted still

Rusted wheel can't move on

And it feels just like the ground

But trapped in another way

Just you in the ground

And it feels just like the ground, the ground

And trapped in another way

Just still in the ground

The ground, the ground

So you can't hold a star in your hand though

At least you can hold on to another plan right though

Rusted wheel planted still

Rusted wheel can't move on

Rusted wheel planted still

Rusted wheel planted still

Rusted wheel planted still

Rusted wheel can't move on