I Am the Ride Lyrics

	作词 : Smither
	Forms are loosely fitting
	Jury still are sitting
	Sense of duty keeps us all in motion
	Prison sirens wailing
	That security is failing
	Do not inspire a lifetime of devotion
	No one will sympathize
	No one really tries
	They need a faith that leads them like a drum
	And I can hear it pounding down among the ruins
	Sad to say, I don't think I'm the only one.
	I awoke and someone spoke
	They asked me in a whisper
	If all my dreams and visions had been answered
	And I don't know what to say
	I never even pray
	I just feel the pulse of universal dancers
	They'll waltz me till I die
	They'll never tell me why
	I never stop to ask them where we're going
	Yes, but the holy, the profane
	Are all helplessly insane
	Wishful, hopeful, never even knowing.
	And they asked if I believe
	And do the angels really grieve
	Or is it all a comforting invention?
	It's just like gravity, I said
	It's not a product of my head
	It doesn't speak, but nonetheless commands attention
	And I don't care what it means
	Or who decorates the scenes
	The problem is more with my sense of pride
	Because it keeps me thinking "me"
	Instead of what it is to be
	I'm not a passenger, I am the ride
	I'm not a passenger
	I am the ride

	zuo ci : Smither
	Forms are loosely fitting
	Jury still are sitting
	Sense of duty keeps us all in motion
	Prison sirens wailing
	That security is failing
	Do not inspire a lifetime of devotion
	No one will sympathize
	No one really tries
	They need a faith that leads them like a drum
	And I can hear it pounding down among the ruins
	Sad to say, I don' t think I' m the only one.
	I awoke and someone spoke
	They asked me in a whisper
	If all my dreams and visions had been answered
	And I don' t know what to say
	I never even pray
	I just feel the pulse of universal dancers
	They' ll waltz me till I die
	They' ll never tell me why
	I never stop to ask them where we' re going
	Yes, but the holy, the profane
	Are all helplessly insane
	Wishful, hopeful, never even knowing.
	And they asked if I believe
	And do the angels really grieve
	Or is it all a comforting invention?
	It' s just like gravity, I said
	It' s not a product of my head
	It doesn' t speak, but nonetheless commands attention
	And I don' t care what it means
	Or who decorates the scenes
	The problem is more with my sense of pride
	Because it keeps me thinking " me"
	Instead of what it is to be
	I' m not a passenger, I am the ride
	I' m not a passenger
	I am the ride

	zuò cí : Smither
	Forms are loosely fitting
	Jury still are sitting
	Sense of duty keeps us all in motion
	Prison sirens wailing
	That security is failing
	Do not inspire a lifetime of devotion
	No one will sympathize
	No one really tries
	They need a faith that leads them like a drum
	And I can hear it pounding down among the ruins
	Sad to say, I don' t think I' m the only one.
	I awoke and someone spoke
	They asked me in a whisper
	If all my dreams and visions had been answered
	And I don' t know what to say
	I never even pray
	I just feel the pulse of universal dancers
	They' ll waltz me till I die
	They' ll never tell me why
	I never stop to ask them where we' re going
	Yes, but the holy, the profane
	Are all helplessly insane
	Wishful, hopeful, never even knowing.
	And they asked if I believe
	And do the angels really grieve
	Or is it all a comforting invention?
	It' s just like gravity, I said
	It' s not a product of my head
	It doesn' t speak, but nonetheless commands attention
	And I don' t care what it means
	Or who decorates the scenes
	The problem is more with my sense of pride
	Because it keeps me thinking " me"
	Instead of what it is to be
	I' m not a passenger, I am the ride
	I' m not a passenger
	I am the ride

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