SOFT RIOT

A SPINNING WHEEL

08 September 2012

THERE YOU GO, INTO THE SPINNING WHEEL
A STRANGE CONTRACT FOR YOUR PRECIOUS TIME
YOUR MIND IS PUSHING OUT THE WALLS
GALAXIES OF THOUGHT BEFORE THE HOUR OF NOON
REPETITION CAN TURN YOU INTO A PSYCHOPATH
AN EXPLORING HEART IN AN ILL LIT ROOM
HOURS WITH SHROUDED PEOPLE
WHEN THAT TIME ENDS YOU’RE A SHOT IN THE BLUE

GO FAR OUT THERE
DON’T PLAY THAT ROLE TONIGHT
THIS QUARTER LOOKS BRIGHT
YOU WONDER WHAT THEY DO AT NIGHT
GO FAR OUT THERE
BE YOURSELF TONIGHT
THEY SAY YOUR FATE’S BRIGHT
YOU KNOW IT’S ONLY HEADLIGHTS

THERE GO YOU, INTO THE SPINNING WHEEL
THE SPOKES DON’T KILL BUT DULL YOU DOWN
CONSIDER THE COMPULSION
OF RUNNING OFF INTO THE DUNES
OR MAKING SINE WAVES
THE SOUNDTRACK TO SOMETHING NEW
BACK IN TO THIS GOING ROUND AND ROUND AND ROUND
“YOU’RE FIVE MINUTES LATE. HURRY UP AND WAIT.”

GO FAR OUT THERE
DON’T PLAY THAT ROLE TONIGHT
THIS QUARTER LOOKS BRIGHT
YOU WONDER WHAT THEY DO AT NIGHT
GO FAR OUT THERE
BE YOURSELF TONIGHT
THEY SAY YOUR FATE’S BRIGHT
YOU KNOW IT’S ONLY HEADLIGHTS