The Catherine's Wheel

We are tied to the Catherine's Wheel

And we turn, shackled there until

We are free, we are free, we are free

 

Far below, the comedy of life

Staggers forth into the blinkered night

Helplessly, helplessly, helplessly

 

And it's so cold

It's so cold

It's so cold

 

What will be remembered in the end?

Only this: that love will start again

Endlessly, endlessly, endlessly