The Wheel Keeps Turning

The price of bread is on the rise again The men at the Fed, they hold a thoughtful pen They hold the rates and watch the markets sway And hope the high costs start to fade away From the gas pump's glow to the grocery aisle Folks stretch a dollar just to last a while Oh, the wheel keeps turning, dusty on the road We bear the times and share the heavy load The names will change, the story stays the same Just another flicker in a timeless flame I've seen this chapter written in the sand

Across this wide and worried land Two old contenders shouting on the screen Replaying quarrels that we've already seen They're drawing lines and building up their walls With rallies held in stadiums and halls Each side is certain that they know the way As they count the hours to Election Day Oh, the wheel keeps turning, dusty on the road We bear the times and share the heavy load The names will change, the story stays the same Just another flicker in a timeless flame

I've seen this chapter written in the sand Across this wide and worried land You think your news is something strange and new? This tale of men and what they choose to do? The clever tools that promise to set free The rising heat, the pleading of a tree It's an old, old song, in a different key Sung for ages, now it's sung by me Oh, the wheel keeps turning, dusty on the road We bear the times and share the heavy load The names will change, the story stays the same

Just another flicker in a timeless flame I've seen this chapter written in the sand Across this wide and worried land