Wheels Are Turning

See to it
That the rain flows directionally
Straight into the breeze

Hate to break
The magnetism dragging me
Straight into the core

In the winter I see it coming
Coming down in threes
Swing old sweltering furnaces
From the old oak trees
Too cold to stay outside
But we're oh so far from home



Credits
Writer(s): Carmen Canedo
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