## Metadata
**Caption:** folk rock, anthemic, acoustic-electric blend, driving groove, anthemic, 120 BPM, male vocal
**BPM:** 80
**Duration:** 162.0s
**Key:** E♭ major
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
I met a stranger walking on the muddy road
He said he'd left the city and its heavy load
Just a guitar case and a dream about the sky
Going to a field where a hundred thousand fly

[chorus]
We are only dust upon a turning wheel
We are only echoes learning how to feel
Gotta find our way to a kinder ground
Where the music never stops and love is all around

[verse]
By the time we got there we were half a million strong
Singing every hour like it was one long song
Rain came down but nobody seemed to mind
We were building something we could leave behind

[chorus]
We are only dust upon a turning wheel
We are only echoes learning how to feel
Gotta find our way to a kinder ground
Where the music never stops and love is all around

[bridge]
Helicopters circling like silver birds above
Turned into a chorus of a thousand kinds of love
For one weekend we were all the same
No borders and no numbers, just a name

[chorus]
We are only dust upon a turning wheel
We are only echoes learning how to feel
Gotta find our way to a kinder ground
Where the music never stops and love is all around