Ticket 2 Ride

The world will not wait while you ponder

No one cares about your resume or stature

The needle stands ready to move

Go ahead, calculate the risk and temperature

You were born naked and helpless

You’ll likely pass the very same way

Each day and moment define your life

Every pause to examine adds more delay

Life is what remains in your bucket

A tick, a tock, a dickery dock

Slow motion sand through the glass

With each sweep of the clock

We are waiting on you

Please don’t phone it in

Follow each heartbeat

Let your journey begin