Human Wheels (1997/Live In Bellmont Mall Studios) - John Mellencamp

This land today shall draw it's last breath

And take into it's ancient depths

This frail reminder of it's giant dreaming self

While i with human-hindered eyes

Unequal to the sweeping curve of life

Stand on this single print of time

Human wheels spin round and round

While the clock keeps the pace

Human wheels spin round and round

Help the light to my face

That time today no triumph gains

At this short success of age

This pale reflection of it's brave and

Blundering deed

For i descend from this vault

Now dreams beyond my earthly fault

Knowledge sure from the seed

Human wheels spin round and round

While the clock keeps the pace

Human wheels spin round and round

Help the light to my face

This land today my tears shall taste

And take into it's dark embrace

This love who in my beating heart endures

Assured by every sun that burns

The dust to which this flesh shall return

It is the ancient dreaming dust of god

Human wheels spin round and round

While the clock keeps the pace

Human wheels spin round and round

Help the light to my face

Human wheels spin round and round

While the clock keeps the pace

Human wheels spin round and round

Help the light to my face