With the help of a nudge from an invisible force Drink mysterious water from an unknown source Leading us along a predetermined course Feelings of contentment replaced with remorse Moving with the storm Our connection never torn Meaning always escaping Our purpose constantly shaping yeah Life inside a wheel The sadistic taste of feel Patterns of circles in cyclical fluctuations Added and layered with a weave of calculations So best is get patient Or meet me at the station That's where I'll be It's not my scene She's not my queen The people in our lives are strung together Our heads hearts and lungs are tethered These supple ties a floating feather Picking up wind for the worse or the better Moving with the storm Our connection never torn Meaning always escaping Our purpose constantly shaping yeah Life inside a wheel The sadistic taste of feel Patterns of circles in cyclical fluctuations Added and layered with a weave of calculations So best is get patient Or meet me at the station That's where I'll be It's not my scene She's not my queen She's not my queen It's not my scene She's not my queen