Letras
With the help of a nudge from an invisible force
Drink mysterious water from an unknown source
Leading us along a predetermined course
Feelings of contentment replaced with remorse
Moving with the storm
Our connection never torn
Meaning always escaping
Our purpose constantly shaping yeah
Life inside a wheel
The sadistic taste of feel
Patterns of circles in cyclical fluctuations
Added and layered with a weave of calculations
So best is get patient
Or meet me at the station
That's where I'll be
It's not my scene
She's not my queen
The people in our lives are strung together
Our heads hearts and lungs are tethered
These supple ties a floating feather
Picking up wind for the worse or the better
Moving with the storm
Our connection never torn
Meaning always escaping
Our purpose constantly shaping yeah
Life inside a wheel
The sadistic taste of feel
Patterns of circles in cyclical fluctuations
Added and layered with a weave of calculations
So best is get patient
Or meet me at the station
That's where I'll be
It's not my scene
She's not my queen
She's not my queen
It's not my scene
She's not my queen