The following pointers take you to the song.

Missing Link // On the Wheel // Triumph

Missing Link

I had a heart but I buried it someplace
I had a brain but my body won the race
I dream in pictures, pictures of you
A figure of eight just won't do
Oh yeah, oh yeah

You picked the fruit that gave you a sweet taste
You walk the tightrope unwilling to see straight
You pick me up then you pull me down
Made up your mind that i'm the clown
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Accidentally, we talked about the past
Accidentally, we talked about the past
Accidentally, we talked too much
"Was it magic that redefined,
 the missing link to blow your mind"

You had a dream and you thought it religious
You had a taste and it made it contagious
It rips you up then it spits you out
makes you know what it's all about
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Accidentally, we walked away too fast
Accidentally, we walked away too fast
Accidentally, we took too much
"Was it magic that redefined,
 the missing link to blow your mind"

Accidentally, we talked about the past
Accidentally, we talked about the past
Accidentally, we talked about the past
Accidentally, we took too much
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah

"Was it magic that redefined,
 the missing link to blow your mind
 Was there tragedy in the things we did
 Now I know there's no place for it" 

On the Wheel

On a treadmill
You can't get off
You've tried and searched
But the feeling just won't stop
So you're on the freeway with your new best friends
Who don't ask questions and you don't pretend

Easy life, I want an easy life

You met some girl who hitched a lift
Who sucked your dick before she split
No questions asked, just existing
The core of me is all resisting

Easy life, I want an easy life
With easy girls, I want an easy girl

I want nothing that's jagged or jarring
I want an easy life with no commitment
No one to hit me, not one can hurt me
I am iron, I am steel
Nothing can break me when I'm on the wheel

I'm on the wheel, I'm on the wheel

No questions asked, just existing
The core of me is all resisting
I am iron I am steel
Nothing can touch me when I'm on the wheel
I'm on the I'm on the wheel
Nothing can break me when I'm on the wheel
Nothing can touch me when I'm on the wheel

Triumph

When will you see me without the lies that hold the key
This is yours This is yours

You're not a prison of your own making
You control your thoughts, they don't control you
You are the master of your own work
You're not a slave to your own ideals

When will you be free
Maybe we could meet for tea

You're not a prison of your own making
You control your thoughts they don't control you
You are the master of your own work
You're not a slave to your own ideals

I am yours, I am yours
That's how it goes, don't you know don't you know
I am yours, I am yours.

Last changed Monday 14·May·2001

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