Little by little, the wheel turns,

Reason after reason,

It becomes heavier and heavier,

It begins to push, the weight becomes real,

Season after season,

Inch by inch,

Until the straw that broke the camels back,

Before you know it,

All that feeling, all that build up,

And you're asking out your crush,

All that work, all that effort,

And suddenly you're an astronaut,

Is it fate that pushes us,

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Is love ahead, can we stop walking,

We must push forward,

Even if our legs give in,

Crawl if you have to,

Little by little,

Towards the people we were meant to be,

Towards the change, that we wanted to see,

Even our bodies, dead in the soil,

They work and they toil,

They decay and they churn,

Nourish a seed, give birth to life once more,

Its entropy, what a deadly thing,

It may consume all we have,

But we’ll have lived, we’ll be able to say that,

Like the ocean, it pushes and it pulls,

Gives life to multitudes, that lovely flow goddess,

The people, even their desire,

Just emotions, but as they hunger and they yearn,

They’ll seek life, they will harvest,

Its what they earned,

So even in the most mundane of places,

The stale and the bored,

If there’s enough weight,

The wheel will naturally turn,

In the most chaotic of places,

Take and conquer,

Grab, steal, fuck,

We can still burn,

Up and down, the roller-coaster goes,

Work and rest, as nature flows,

We’ll either live forever, or rot in the dirt,

Are you an angel or a demon,

Do you want to sin or learn,

Whatever it may be,

The world will turn without me,

I hope to end up in an urn,

Or my ashes nourishing a fern,

The next thing, the next thing,

God breathes in, god breathes out,

The universe dies, and its shat back out,

The heavens above are unending,

So is hell below,

From East to West,

It goes on forever,

This never-ending show.