a bed of nails cold dark deep refrigeration i hear it calling me a broken rail as he drools over the congregation i hear it calling me now i won t tell you how to live your life i never saw the point in thinking twice i turn the wheel by day by night raise your flag here s to the liberation day by day i move in time turn the wheel pay for my crimes the miller s horse is wearing down he bangs his heart on hollow ground the miller hears a single sound the sound of the grinding wheel goes round and round the ship has sailed to dark sea destinations i feel it holding me the gods are hailed for their absentee observations i feel it holding me now i can t tell you where integrity hides it showed it s face you struck it down and it died i turn my wheel with a seamless pride raise your flag here s to the revolution day by day i move in time turn the wheel pay for my crimes the pain is all you ever feel a concrete will and a back of steel i give my soul unto the wheel day by day i move in time turn the wheel pay for my crimes the miller s horse is wearing down he bangs his heart on hollow ground the miller hears a single sound the sound of the grinding wheel the miller s horse is wearing down he bangs his heart on hollow ground the miller hears a single sound the sound of the grinding wheel goes round and round eye off of the needle in the heart of the sun stuck in the middle whit the blazing one this weathered hand has a grip of steel these eyes have seen it all on the grinding wheel say you prayers say what you feel count your blessings make a deal what you borrow what you steal crush it all on the grinding wheel