[Verse 1] You set the brass wheel turning in the back room of the fair A fox in a velvet jacket and a sphinx upon the stair The painted signs keep changing as the little pointer flies I came in holding yesterday; I leave with different eyes [Pre-Chorus] Up goes the crown, down goes the name No hand can hold the spokes in place [Chorus] Round and round, the wheel makes its claim Fortune wears a hundred faces, never stays the same Round and round, let the old card fall When the table turns beneath us, we can still stand tall [Verse 2] A coin rolls past the doorway, a letter lands face down The one who called himself a king is walking through the town You trade a little certainty for room to breathe again The wheel does not ask permission; it just begins its spin [Pre-Chorus] Up goes the crown, down goes the name No hand can hold the spokes in place [Chorus] Round and round, the wheel makes its claim Fortune wears a hundred faces, never stays the same Round and round, let the old card fall When the table turns beneath us, we can still stand tall [Instrumental Solo] [Bridge] If the bottom finds your shoulder, let it teach your feet the ground If the top puts gold around you, keep your two hands open wide Every ending feeds a doorway, every doorway bends around You are more than where the arrow pauses on its ride [Chorus] Round and round, the wheel makes its claim Fortune wears a hundred faces, never stays the same Round and round, let the old card fall When the table turns beneath us, we can still stand tall [Outro] The brass keeps turning in the fair I meet the next face without fear Round and round, the wheel rolls on I take my step; the spin goes on