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The wheel - KMurdock Music Group
The air presses flat before the sun gets high
We wait on everything, no apology, no reason why
Cicadas drilling through the hours like they're paid
You walk the same half mile through the same damn shade
Seasons here don't follow any cue they're given
And neither do you, you just keep living
Summer lays across this place without a warning
Heavy before noon, heavier by morning
By the time the air gets light enough to feel
Winter shows up sideways, taking back the wheel
Cold rolls through but doesn't come consistently
One week thaw, one week ice, no continuity
The sky been guessing all these years alongside you
You stopped trying to predict what it was gonna do
Seasons here don't follow any cue they're given
Same address, different weather, still not leaving
Summer lays across this place without a warning
Heavy before noon, heavier by morning
By the time the air gets light enough to feel
Winter shows up sideways, taking back the wheel
Stuck and always locked doors
Sometimes there's just the edge
Spring forgets its entrance, far unlate
In the middle of August it's there like a weight
Something between deciding and deciding not to go
You breathe the same thick air, you breathe the year ago
Summer lays across this place without a warning
Heavy before noon, heavier by morning
By the time the air gets light enough to feel
Winter shows up sideways, taking back the wheel
Same heat, same weight, same bend in the same road
Circling, circling
Circling, circling, circling
