It’s hit and miss, just stepping out the door
You run the risk of seeing more
A steady stream of ghosts who’ve fallen hard
Without saying a thing, give you the whole nine yards

All I want to do is ride
See the world anew with the same old eyes

I keep hearing the same discordant lullaby
Seems I see here is all merchandise
It’s telling me it’s what it’s all about
Still I’m willing to give it the benefit of the doubt

All I want to do is ride
See the world anew with the same old eyes

But I’ve been fooled before, open an eye
To believe what was, the same, same old eyes
The same old sleeping care
Just waking up now, to the struggle ahead

It’s hit and miss, just stepping out the door
You run the risk of seeing more
A steady stream of ghosts who’ve fallen hard
Without saying a thing, give you the whole nine yards
All I want to do is ride
See the world anew with the same old eyes