Don't wait for the summertime Don't wait to waste the wine Heal our troubled minds Our mother's crying again The breaking wheel spins around Crown falls to her feet The hailstones ringing loud This letter to Catherine now sent Bulldozers shake this ground Piles of earth, broken, weighs this occupation This d**h by politics Judgement by jury erased Believe in this call to grace Where neighbors and martyrs are saved If we could sing our hearts out Anytime and any place But you never listen Remind me again If I could, I would You'd still dismiss it I see the noise in your eyes You say “I know this is wrong” With this we bid you goodnight For you aren't the only one All these engagements we make The breaking wheel, falling down in twilight Breaking, still