Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
Bruce Cockburn
[Intro]
Good evening
[Verse 1]
High speed drift on a prairie road
Hot tires sing like a string being bowed
Sudden town rears up then explodes
Fragments resolve into white line code
[Refrain]
Whirl on silver wheels
[Verse 2]
Black earth energy receptor fields
Undulate under a grey cloud shield
We outrun a river colour brick red mud
That cleaves apart hills soil rich as blood
[Refrain]
Whirl on silver wheels
[Verse 3]
Highway squeeze in construction steam
Stop caution hard hat yellow insect machines
Silver steel towers stalk rolling land
Toward distant stacks that shout "Feed on demand"
[Refrain]
Whirl on silver wheels
[Verse 4]
A hundred miles later the sky has changed
Urban anticipation—we get four lanes
Red-orange furnace sphere notches down
Throws up silhouette skyline in brown
[Refrain]
Whirl on silver wheels
Whirl on silver wheels
[Verse 5]
Sundogs flare on windshield glass
Sudden swoop skyward iron horse overpass
Pass a man walking like the man in the moon
Walking like his head's full of Irish fiddle tunes
[Refrain]
Whirl on silver wheels
[Verse 6]
The skin around every city looks the same
Miles of flat neon spelling well-known names
USED TRUCKS — DIRTY DONUTS — YOU YOU'RE THE ONE
Fat wheeled cars squeal into the sun
[Refrain]
Whirl on silver wheels
[Verse 7]
Radio speakers gargle top forty trash
Muzak soundtrack to slow collapse
Planet engines pulsate in sidereal time
If you listen close you can hear the whine
[Refrain]
Whirl on silver wheels
Whirl on silver wheels
[Outro]
Thank you
Silver Wheels (Live) was written by Bruce Cockburn.
Silver Wheels (Live) was produced by Jon Goldsmith.