The Wheel

Can't for the life of me remember The way back home, feels unfamiliar Caught in this dream again, my hands are lead They steer me off the road, I wake before I'm dead I am a child behind the wheel I am a child Someone please pull me out of here I am a child I was raised by a man who thought that he could fly He was raised by a mother who never looks him in the eye One day when I was nine he took flight I was raised by a mother who had to look me in the eyes and tell me I am a child behind the wheel I am a child No one will pull us out of here We have to drive And it's all right Hey it's all right We have to try Hey it's all right Hey it's all right Yeah it's all right We have to try Hey, it's all right