[male
vocals] (
Mid-tempo
drum
groove
kicks
in
with
a
steady
bassline)
Yeah,
sometimes
the
road
is
just
the
road.
Not
a
mountain,
not
a
valley,
just
the
steady
pace.
Let's
walk
it
out.
The
sun
comes
up,
the
kettle
sings
a
song
Another
morning
where
the
hours
feel
long
I
lace
my
boots
and
step
into
the
light
Keeping
it
steady,
keeping
everything
tight
I
don’
t
need
a
parade
to
know
I’
m
on
my
way
Just
the
rhythm
of
the
work
inside
the
day
The
coffee’
s
black,
the
plan
is
set
in
stone
Building
a
life
that
I
can
call
my
own
No
rushing
forward,
no
looking
to
the
side
Just
finding
balance
in
the
turning
tide.
It’
s
the
steady
rhythm
of
the
daily
grind
Keeping
the
focus
of
a
quiet
mind
Step
by
step,
the
work
is
never
done
Under
the
rhythm
of
the
rising
sun
It
ain’
t
a
sprint,
it’
s
a
calm
design
Everything
working
in
a
perfect
line
Yeah,
it’
s
the
work
that
settles
in
the
soul
Keeping
the
rhythm
and
the
spirit
whole.
I
see
the
neighbors
moving
through
the
street
We
exchange
a
nod,
a
steady,
rhythmic
beat
The
world
is
spinning,
fast
and
full
of
noise
But
I
find
my
peace
in
the
simple
poise
Of
getting
it
done,
of
measuring
the
cost
In
a
world
where
so
much
energy
is
lost
I
keep
my
hands
busy,
keep
my
vision
clear
There’
s
no
shadow
that
I’
m
needing
to
fear
It’
s
just
the
process,
the
push
and
the
pull
Keeping
the
cup
of
my
purpose
full.
It’
s
the
steady
rhythm
of
the
daily
grind
Keeping
the
focus
of
a
quiet
mind
Step
by
step,
the
work
is
never
done
Under
the
rhythm
of
the
rising
sun
It
ain’
t
a
sprint,
it’
s
a
calm
design
Everything
working
in
a
perfect
line
Yeah,
it’
s
the
work
that
settles
in
the
soul
Keeping
the
rhythm
and
the
spirit
whole.
Some
days
the
weight
is
light
Some
days
the
weight
is
heavy
But
I
keep
the
engine
running
And
I
keep
the
posture
steady
No
need
to
shout,
no
need
to
run
Just
wait
until
the
job
is
done.
It’
s
the
steady
rhythm
of
the
daily
grind
Keeping
the
focus
of
a
quiet
mind
Step
by
step,
the
work
is
never
done
Under
the
rhythm
of
the
rising
sun
It
ain’
t
a
sprint,
it’
s
a
calm
design
Everything
working
in
a
perfect
line
Yeah,
it’
s
the
work
that
settles
in
the
soul
Keeping
the
rhythm
and
the
spirit
whole.
Yeah,
just
steady.
One
foot,
then
the
other.
Finding
the
rhythm
in
the
work.
Keeping
it
balanced.
It’
s
all
good. (
Fade
out
with
warm
guitar
chords
and
steady
percussion)