Carrying Weight

I’m feelin tired and broken
my hand stuck to the plough
I’d love to take a rest
I somehow don’t know how

Been carrying a lot of weight
I feel it in my bones
Waiting for an open gate
Maybe I threw too many stones

The sunrise starts my day
Nighttime draws the shades
The weeks all seem the same
Enthusiasm fades

I drink my cup of Joe
knowin I gotta roll
Keep goin with the flow
Till the goin takes its toll

The missus, she goes too
and it’s oh, so hard to see
The wheel is spinnin free
and the hamster it is me

I see my feet a runnin
and the wheel is really spinnin
I think I’m gaining ground
but the wheel just keeps on winnin

Been working since a youngin
and I see no other way
Rest will someday come
when in the ground I lay

David Kettler