Spinning Wheel - Maura O'Connell

We keep our bones up in the closet

We lock 'em up

We don’t ever say a word

We claim to know the holy ghost

And the father and the son

But we’re not exactly sure

Don’t it feel

Like the world is on a spinning wheel

And we were never young

And don’t I know

It’s easier to kick and scream than to let go

Don’t I know

This concrete’s burning my feet

Oh, I’ve been standin' here too long

And if I asked you for a ride somewhere

Would that sound so wrong

Don’t it feel

Like the world is on a spinning wheel

And we were never young

And don’t I know

It’s easier to kick and scream than to let go

Don’t I know