Endeavour

The waking day leads on
Dragging through the dirt
Wading through wet sand
At least you lend a hand
Wish I could get to the higher ground
Resurface, lifting myself out

Who cares about this kind of heartache?
Finding it hard, whatever
Reckon I might endeavour
Taking the wheel and flipping this whole thing over
Finding it hard, whatever
I reckon I might endeavour

Here comes the overthrow
Be lucky if the wheels stay on
You ride your high horse
We'll go around, airborne, not grounded

When the waking day leads on
Dragging through the dirt
Wading through wet sand
At least you lend a hand
Wish I could get to the higher ground
Resurface, lifting myself out

Who cares about this kind of heartache?
Finding it hard, whatever
Reckon I might endeavour
Ah, taking the wheel, flipping this whole thing over
Yeah, I reckon I might
Reckon I might
Reckon I might
Endeavour, endeavour
Reckon I might endeavour

Endeavour, endeavour
Reckon I might endeavour