This is a story about a person who is caught up in the daily routine who has no hope for the future the way it's going. Admitting they need to step out of their rut and try something new and more rewarding to find happiness and fulfillment.
Written, arranged, produced, recorded and performed by
Cabela and Schmitt
(C) 2018
Distributed & published by:
CD BABY PRO PUBLISHING
PRO: BMI
Lyrics
Look up at new headlines, catch a lift on the 105
Take you down to the weary daily grind
Back seat and late in time
If you make it you'll be there by nine
In the morning you can hit a new rewind
I admit it's so confounding, but it's also quite defining
I admit we can control the ride
Burned out from all the years
Lousy coffe and the puppeteers
Gonna take another month to be denied
Want to be more concrete
Something solid for to set your feet
So you go out searching for a way to change your mind
Ease off uncertainty
Cause it kinda makes you weak in the knees
But you take that courage and you get out there and try
With love from up above
You can do the thing you're thinking of
Forget about the worry and determine how you might
I admit it's not surprising with a thought of theorizing
Navigate to anything upright
I admit a bit confusing, but at times it's quite amusing
Saddle up and get on with your life
On a sea a rollin' keeping with the tide
This is how the world has been designed
If we see tommorrow let it be a sign
Break away from staying blind
That freedom you receive
From within and through a holy being
Can't put a price on the way you will survive
I admit that I'm still chasing
And it's like my own libation
I admit I do enjoy the fight
I admit it's so confounding, but it's also quite defining
I admit we should control the ride
I admit I'm not religious
But believe my soul is righteous
I depend on how I see the light
I admit it's so confusing
But at times it's quite amusing
Saddle up and get on with your life