Ring

So, you basically wake up...

You do whatever you do in the morning...

You go off to work...

You work for some time

8...

10...

Sometimes 12 hours...

You sleep... a little...

You sleep... a little...

And then you do it all over again

There's a comfort to the ordinary...

The cage never been rattled...

But sometimes you gotta rattle your own cage...

Slip the bars...

Go roaming...

Beacuse everything's out there

Whatever you want...

It's out there

You've gotta draw your own map...

Ring your own changes...

Lead yourself by the hand into the unknown

Time goes on...

The cab meter of life

Runs quicker

You have to figure out what you're doing...

You know...

Just to get it going

Not 'someday'...

Not 'in future times'...

Right now

That's what exilerates...

You've gotta do something...

Even if its wrong...

You've gotta cross the bridge...

Find out what's on the other side...

Nothing comes to those who wait

Make now a memory

Because that's what exhilerates...