Lyrics
[Melancholy Acoustic Guitar Intro]
[Male Voice]
[Verse]
It’s growing and spreading inside
Wild flowers are losing petals in this evening storm.
The gloaming, gives way to night
Rain falling like sheets of static in the last of light.
[Pre-Chorus]
You’ve always said that I
Was Running from my past
But I’ve been chasing tomorrow
And now, here, is all I have left
[Chorus]
Let it hurt me
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning
Could I be burning? No.
Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me.
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning.
[Cello Solo]
[Verse]
Waking slowly, feeling the weight of stone eggs.
Eggs laid in my heart by birds of loneliness and longing
Calling to the flock, please return, and take your gifts, I’m ready for a song.
[Pre-Chorus]
My weight, unsteady on my feet
I always run from me
But the reckoning of time seems so
Focused on my soul,
Can I let go?
[Chorus]
Let it hurt me
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning
Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me.
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning.
Let it hurt me (burn like winter)
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants,
The wheel is turning
(Slowing and slowing)
Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me.
(Slowing and slowing)
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning.
(Slowing and slowing)
[Bridge]
In the forest, I found it
Spinning my life into thread
A great wheel of everything
Love and loss and hope and dread
I began to swallow the fibers spun
It filled my belly, feet, and head
I tasted my memories and dreams
Felt them knitting together my seams,
Before my flesh was torn, insides spilling
And these threads of mine
Intertwined my bones, my brain, my heart
Made me whole, Made me ready for
When the wheel spins no more
At least not for me
At least not for you
[Cello Interlude]
[Chorus]
Let it hurt me
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning
Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me.
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning.
Let it hurt me (burn like winter)
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants,
The wheel is turning
(Slowing and slowing)
Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me.
(Slowing and slowing)
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning.
(Slowing and slowing)
[Outro]
[End]
[Final Chorus]
Let it hurt me
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning
Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me.
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning.
Let it hurt me (burn like winter)
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants,
The wheel is turning
(Slowing and slowing)
Could I be burning? No. Or is it a Chill? Let it hurt me.
(Slowing and slowing)
It’s not fair, but it wants what it wants, the wheel keeps turning.
(Slowing and slowing)
[Outro]
And these threads of mine
Intertwined my bones, my soul, my heart
Made me whole, Made me ready for
When the wheel spins no more
At least not for me
At least not for you
[End]
