song lyrics? well, ok!

I find “The Wheel“, by Bill Callahan quite inspirational and uplifting. It goes like this:

The wheel has turned one full circle.
Time for my meal of wood.
To make my home, Lord,
In a stable spoke, Lord,
Inside a turning wheel would be good.
To make my home, Lord,
In a stable spoke, Lord,
Inside a turning wheel bound for good.

A wood bee tries to find purchase
On a turning spoke
From Memphis to Potomac,
Never giving up hope.

I’d die in your jails, Lord,
But you’d die by my laws, Lord.
I think you got it worse.
No rebel I, Lord.
I follow the river
When I’m lost,
When I’m lost.

The wheel has turned one more circle.
The payload is now immense.
So climb aboard all,
Climb aboard.
Because the heavier we get,
The harder we crush.

The wagon rolls like an old millstone
Driving bad deeds six feet deep.

To make my home, Lord,
In a stable spoke, Lord,
Inside a turning wheel would be good.
To make my home, Lord,
In a stable spoke, Lord,
Inside a turning wheel bound for good.

Yep, I too would like to make my home in a stable spoke, Lord, inside a turning wheel bound for good. Maybe I’m already there, maybe we’re all already there, but are too caught up in the particulars of this world to see the rest. Just as it’s hard to see the forest for the trees, I suppose it’s hard to know the spoke for the wheel…if you get my roll.