So you can't hold a star in your hand though 

At least you can hold on to another plan 



Rusted wheel planted still 



I can tell it's summer from the 

Size of the bugs that fly through my window 

Flying through my window 



Rusted wheel planted still 

Rusted wheel can't move on 



I can tell it's winter from the 

Size of the lump in my throat 

Got a lump in my throat 



Rusted wheel planted still 

Rusted wheel can't move on 



And it feels just like the ground 

But trapped in another way 

Just still in the ground 



And it feels just like the ground 

And trapped in another way 

Just still in the ground 



So you can't hold a star in your hand though 

At least you can move on to that better plan 



Rusted wheel planted still 

Rusted wheel can't move on...