ride - Ken Block

I stopped to talk to my friend

He said, he messed up again

Said, he don’t wanna be here

I don’t know how to leave

And he talked about how

He would bush, beat around

Just add to his mess

While nothing changed

Everyday is another ride

Everyday is a chance to fly

So get up, get on with life

And ride, ride

Everyday last week

She would drink herself to sleep

Said, she don’t wanna be here

But she don’t wanna leave

And then right around noon

She’d still be up in her room

Trying to think her way out

Of an unlocked door

Everyday is another ride

Everyday is a chance to fly

So get up, get on with life

And ride, ride

Don’t know where to begin, here it comes again

Can I pause and just start things over?

And leave the fortunate sun

Or get another one that’s right on time

Everyday is another ride

Everyday is a chance to fly

So get up, get down that line

And ride, ride

Everyday is another ride

Everyday is another ride

Get up, just one more try

And ride, ride