The Spoke And The Wheel

Tell me true
Which are you
The spoke or the wheel

All that's dear
Dispel all fear
With you I am here

Now you can hear the sound
Better now stand your ground
Now all the signs are next
In the tree carved a hex

Now you hear the sound
Now you stand your ground
All the signs are next
The tree carved a hex

Tell me true
Which are you
The spoke or the wheel

What it means
Is unseen
What it seems unseen

Now they will look to you
To lead them they are so few
From the tribe breaking through
Savages painted blue

Now they look to you
For they are so few
The tribe breaking through
Faces painted blue

For all it holds
And all it bodes
Leading to all roads

Where you are
Wounds and scars
You have come so far

The Shaman has raised his voice
For the Buckdancers choice
Villagers kneel and pray
Black night will turn to day

Shaman raised his voice
The Buckdancers choice
So they kneel and pray
Black night turns to day

Tell me true
Which are you
The spoke or the wheel

The end is near
Dispel all fear
With you I am here

Tell me true
Which are you
The spoke or the wheel