Ride Home

You see here, kid, you gotta just go for it

Don't think about what comes after or what came before

You just gotta bend your knees, take a deep breath, and jump

I think I've finally found a way

To get us out of here and make

Amends for all the cards

We've been dealt again

Oh, this story's got to end

Take me back and let's begin

And I was 16 when I first set eyes

On what would be my life

Write my story with a different end

And I was tired of all the trouble

All the trouble I've been in

I keep running from the voice inside my head

As the world keeps turning, I'll stay still instead

And my first time was covered in

A mix of alcohol-fuelled sin

A fear that I'd been trained

To hide away somewhere

And the hardest part was always

Faking my goodbyes

When the world was coming down around me

I was riding high

On all the shit raining from the sky

And I could hear my father's words

Saying, "Keep your powder dry"

And I keep running from the voice inside my head

As the world keeps turning

I'll stay still instead

And the more the chaos

The more it all makes sense, oh yeah

As the world keeps turning

I stay still instead