Burns Like a Wheel (demo) Songtext
von Neal Morse

Then he told another dream
We were out in fields of wheat and rye
Under a golden sky
Yeah-yeah, hey

We gathered sheaves down by the mill
Ours were great, but yours were greater still
Brother, it′s your dream against my will
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah


You got smaller and I grew great
And you couldn't defend how you feel
I got taller while you stayed the same
And your jealousy burns like a wheel
I understand how you feel
But for me, it′s a pretty good deal

Brother, you better stop this dream
What are you, just barely 17
And you'll become our king?

Yes, you get smaller and I grow great
And you cannot defend how you feel
While I get taller, you stay the same
And your jealousy burns like a wheel

Yeah, you get smaller and I grow great
And you cannot defend how you feel
While I get taller, you stay the same
And your jealousy burns like a wheel
I understand how you feel
But for me, it's a very good deal