The wheel turns and we spin with it, No help for us who’ve made our path. We see our fate and never try to fight it, Because it calls us even as it kills. There is no pain like separation But we embrace it as we should each other, The parting kiss and say goodbye, The long wait grinds like a broken bone. Through the night’s pale consolations, A drink too many and a pretty face, I only see your sad eyes shining, The light of a star on a frosty night Oh, the words come thick and stumbling, Stupid, clumsy cliches, all used up. All those phrases speak so slick and easy, They roll like thunder and beat hollow like an empty drum. It’s not enough, it’s not enough, Too many questions that we dare not answer And the truth is only something That we sing for strangers, far away. And yes, we’re tired, yes, we’re lonely And as the days crawl by distracted, The grand design seems sham and aimless, But we still play the game because we made it And wait for the return as best we can.