Round and round, floating off the ground
Why must we run, with each morning sun
Huffing like a gadfly, trying to leap high
No matter how we feel, up on the wheel
Life in a slump, grounded by a speed bump
Every day the same, tie score in the game
This plight is real, the journey far from ideal
Ever the dark horse, straying from the course
Day after day, bitching about status and pay
A member of the team, but never our dream
We had our time, until it didn’t rhyme
This routine is your fate, don’t be late
Clock hands move, predictably in a groove
Hum the battle song, but the words are wrong
No good to complain, told to stay in our lane
Dreams spin away, like stars in the Milky Way
Mad as a Hatter, but it doesn’t matter
In the glaring spotlight, it’s fight or flight
Shake off the pity, say something witty
Rub some dirt, cover up the hurt
Your journey is not unique, stop feeling bleak
There’s no curse, others have it worse
Many can’t survive, tho we can thrive
Swallow how you feel, climb the wheel
Ticket 2 Ride 