Wheels On Ice
Pigfarmer Jr
For a few months we had some fun
But you didn't want to settle down
For a few years we were off and on
Somehow you were always around
But one day you said that you were leaving
You caught me by surprise
Somehow deep down I think I knew
Some day this time would arrive
My mind kept spinning like wheels on ice
Wondering just what went wrong
I can still see the tears in your eyes
But I think you knew all along
You were gonna leave
You didn't really love me
You were gonna leave
I think you knew all along
I think you knew all along
A little while later I was doing okay
I thought I was doing just fine
But then you had to call, you were checking in
Got me caught up in my own mind
You asked me what I thought about a late night meeting
And I knew it would be a mistake
But I wasn't strong enough to just say no
Now you're gone and I'm feeling betrayed
My mind kept spinning like wheels on ice
Wondering just what went wrong
I can still see the tears in your eyes
But I think you knew all along
You were gonna leave
You didn't really love me
You were gonna leave
I think you knew all along
I think you knew all along
Wheels On Ice
- Pigfarmer Jr
- Jump
- Posts: 2341
- Joined: Sat Mar 21, 2009 6:13 am
- Instruments: Guitar
- Recording Method: Br-900CD and Reaper to mix
- Submitting as: Pigfarmer Jr, Evil Grin, Pork Producer, Gilmore Lynette Tootle, T.C. Elliott
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Columbia, Missouri
- Contact:
Wheels On Ice
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- Heine
- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
- Posts: 178
- Joined: Sat Nov 29, 2008 2:25 pm
- Instruments: Guitar, Bass
- Recording Method: Presonus FP10, Cubase
- Submitting as: SoFa Productions Inc., Double Me Double U, heine
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Hannover, Germany
- Contact:
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Wheels on ice
heine
How do I tell you
what's inside me now? – What shall I do?
Will you understand?
Or will it all come to an end?
Words come quickly and words go fast
But feelings are remaining to last
Sometimes silence is a treasure to keep
Just show emotions – so true and deep!
How do I tell you
what's inside me now? – What shall I do?
Will you understand?
Or will it all come to an end?
I just want you to recognize me
There is so much more in my heart - can't you see?
Do my words help or will they cause pain?
Because your feelings about it will remain
Some words are too big and some are too small
Some miss their goal, do nothing at all
Talking to you is a hard thing to do
It's like wheels on ice – who knows where you will turn to?
How do I tell you
what's inside me now? – What shall I do?
Will you understand?
Or will it all come to an end?
heine
How do I tell you
what's inside me now? – What shall I do?
Will you understand?
Or will it all come to an end?
Words come quickly and words go fast
But feelings are remaining to last
Sometimes silence is a treasure to keep
Just show emotions – so true and deep!
How do I tell you
what's inside me now? – What shall I do?
Will you understand?
Or will it all come to an end?
I just want you to recognize me
There is so much more in my heart - can't you see?
Do my words help or will they cause pain?
Because your feelings about it will remain
Some words are too big and some are too small
Some miss their goal, do nothing at all
Talking to you is a hard thing to do
It's like wheels on ice – who knows where you will turn to?
How do I tell you
what's inside me now? – What shall I do?
Will you understand?
Or will it all come to an end?
www.heine-musik.de - Stark autark! - Keller Kollektiv - Vince Link - "Paragon of Teutonic Gloominess" - Elaine DiMasi
- Pigfarmer Jr
- Jump
- Posts: 2341
- Joined: Sat Mar 21, 2009 6:13 am
- Instruments: Guitar
- Recording Method: Br-900CD and Reaper to mix
- Submitting as: Pigfarmer Jr, Evil Grin, Pork Producer, Gilmore Lynette Tootle, T.C. Elliott
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Columbia, Missouri
- Contact:
Re: Wheels On Ice
Wheels On Ice
Dead Ambassadors
I push the pedal down and I can hear the engine start to s cream
I take a look around and I wonder what is wrong with this machine
I hear the engine race but I don't seem to be getting anywhere
I bet the highest stakes but sitting still is more than I can bear
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
I tell you I'm in love but you don't seem to care the slightest bit
You're what I'm dreaming of but you're acting just like a little shit
If I move too fast then tell me and I'll try to slow it down
If I have to ask then I'll know you broke my heart on the ice cold ground
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
I'm stuck in second gear
Just tell me if we have a chance
My engine's racing but I'm stuck here
And you won't spare me a second glance
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
Dead Ambassadors
I push the pedal down and I can hear the engine start to s cream
I take a look around and I wonder what is wrong with this machine
I hear the engine race but I don't seem to be getting anywhere
I bet the highest stakes but sitting still is more than I can bear
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
I tell you I'm in love but you don't seem to care the slightest bit
You're what I'm dreaming of but you're acting just like a little shit
If I move too fast then tell me and I'll try to slow it down
If I have to ask then I'll know you broke my heart on the ice cold ground
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
I'm stuck in second gear
Just tell me if we have a chance
My engine's racing but I'm stuck here
And you won't spare me a second glance
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
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"PigFramer: Guy and guitar OF MY NIGHTMARES." - Blue Lang
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"PigFramer: Guy and guitar OF MY NIGHTMARES." - Blue Lang
- MellyP
- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
- Posts: 114
- Joined: Thu Feb 18, 2021 6:38 pm
- Instruments: guitar, keyboards
- Recording Method: Spire, Reaper
- Submitting as: mellfire, hoodmo, The Mellfire Trifecta
- Pronouns: he/him
Re: Wheels On Ice
Wheels On Ice
The Mellfire Trifecta
What’s not to love?
The system’s disabled
We’ll come to the fight
But we need a label
You’re red or you’re blue
There’s no other colors
You’re left or you’re right
Or I can’t discover
How to proceed
As I deconstruct
All that you stand for
And how much you suck
Free speech is a right
Don’t try to stifle
What I’m proposing
As I hold a rifle
All my beliefs
They will protect me
My feet to the fire
My God will direct me
I just come out of my foxhole
So I can reject your lies
You say I don’t know what damage we do
Big heavy wheels on ice
The Mellfire Trifecta
What’s not to love?
The system’s disabled
We’ll come to the fight
But we need a label
You’re red or you’re blue
There’s no other colors
You’re left or you’re right
Or I can’t discover
How to proceed
As I deconstruct
All that you stand for
And how much you suck
Free speech is a right
Don’t try to stifle
What I’m proposing
As I hold a rifle
All my beliefs
They will protect me
My feet to the fire
My God will direct me
I just come out of my foxhole
So I can reject your lies
You say I don’t know what damage we do
Big heavy wheels on ice
- Lunkhead
- You're No Good
- Posts: 8164
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 12:14 pm
- Instruments: many
- Recording Method: cubase/mac/tascam4x4
- Submitting as: Berkeley Social Scene, Merisan, Tiny Robots
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Berkeley, CA
- Contact:
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Wheels On Ice
by Yaks of the Industry
On frozen ground, we drive till dawn
Minds spinning round, we go on and on
Chasing dreams under cold moonlight
On the rushing air, our hearts take flight
Each revolution, a sweet release
As we find ourselves in this frigid peace
In the silence of night, hear our tires squeal
In the stillness of winter, nothing's too surreal
With our wheels on ice, we must explore
With our wheels on ice, always craving more
Under crystal skies, we fly in the dark
Leaving behind, a trail of sparks
Through city streets, soaked in cold
Illuminate our dreams, while a chill takes hold
Each revolution, a sweet release
As we find ourselves in this frigid peace
In the silence of night, hear our tires squeal
In the stillness of winter, nothing's too surreal
With our wheels on ice, we must explore
With our wheels on ice, always craving more
We're bound by love in this crazy world
Speeding along as the road unfurls
Don’t know where our path will take us
Don’t care that the light will forsake us
In the silence of night, hear our tires squeal
In the stillness of winter, nothing's too surreal
With our wheels on ice, we must explore
With our wheels on ice, always craving more
by Yaks of the Industry
On frozen ground, we drive till dawn
Minds spinning round, we go on and on
Chasing dreams under cold moonlight
On the rushing air, our hearts take flight
Each revolution, a sweet release
As we find ourselves in this frigid peace
In the silence of night, hear our tires squeal
In the stillness of winter, nothing's too surreal
With our wheels on ice, we must explore
With our wheels on ice, always craving more
Under crystal skies, we fly in the dark
Leaving behind, a trail of sparks
Through city streets, soaked in cold
Illuminate our dreams, while a chill takes hold
Each revolution, a sweet release
As we find ourselves in this frigid peace
In the silence of night, hear our tires squeal
In the stillness of winter, nothing's too surreal
With our wheels on ice, we must explore
With our wheels on ice, always craving more
We're bound by love in this crazy world
Speeding along as the road unfurls
Don’t know where our path will take us
Don’t care that the light will forsake us
In the silence of night, hear our tires squeal
In the stillness of winter, nothing's too surreal
With our wheels on ice, we must explore
With our wheels on ice, always craving more
- rone rivendale
- Odie
- Posts: 1760
- Joined: Sun Oct 02, 2005 9:51 pm
- Instruments: Electronica, nothing real
- Recording Method: Fruity Loops, Goldwave
- Submitting as: Rone Rivendale
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Kansas, USA
- Contact:
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The Rogue Fedoras
Heading to your place
In December's embrace
Wind is coming heavy
Can not keep control
Got a tank of gas
Want to go so fast
But braking so much
On this slippery road
Hope to see you soon
I am in the mood
But with these wheels on ice
My fate is still untold
Can not text or call
Avoid the ditch will fall
Snowing on my windshield
Can not keep control
Hate the stop sign sight
Cuz try as I might
Hard to start again
On this slippery road
Determination's goal
To fill all of your holes
But with these wheels on ice
My fate is still untold
Do not wait for me
Dress up our tree
I'm swirving to and fro
Can not keep control
Merry Christmas dear
And please do not fear
I won't die alone
On this slippery road
Hope to see you soon
I am in the mood
But with these wheels on ice
My fate is still untold
Heading to your place
In December's embrace
Wind is coming heavy
Can not keep control
Got a tank of gas
Want to go so fast
But braking so much
On this slippery road
Hope to see you soon
I am in the mood
But with these wheels on ice
My fate is still untold
Can not text or call
Avoid the ditch will fall
Snowing on my windshield
Can not keep control
Hate the stop sign sight
Cuz try as I might
Hard to start again
On this slippery road
Determination's goal
To fill all of your holes
But with these wheels on ice
My fate is still untold
Do not wait for me
Dress up our tree
I'm swirving to and fro
Can not keep control
Merry Christmas dear
And please do not fear
I won't die alone
On this slippery road
Hope to see you soon
I am in the mood
But with these wheels on ice
My fate is still untold
From spoken word to actual singing, I can screw up any style with style.