Skatepark

I'm 28, been a buncha places in my day
But deep down I'm an ol'chap from around the way,
I used to never stay, longer than a coupla years
Anywhere I felt home, home was in my pocket aye
Yeah, Home was in my pocket aye
Yeah, Home ws in my pocket always
Yeah always, yeah always, yeah always
This world is kinda fake, yeah matt, that's manifest
The fact I left my home country is prolly best
I'm on a quest, to work home, find a balance, and a place
You know I'm gon' be chilling 9 to 5 intense
Coupla beers always followed by a coupla cheers
Good peers always come together with a coupla riz'
Yeah, I'm just laying my own railroad
Drink your words but that water's kinda' stale though
I try to reduce my screen time
Too much bs on the phone, yeah bs in their flicks
I need to rewind, grab a book
It feels rights to fill my backpack and pull the straps on until they feel tight
Far, away, from the dark towers, recollect my thoughts
Shit I reckon these are higher powers
Been gone for hours, bright sun, the scent of flowers
Remind me I spent all these years in brick-and-mortar caverns
I see the patterns, the natural imbalance
The shit we do for another chance to waste away our talents
Gotta fall down and lose some feathers, damn
Pick up the bike, pick up my hat and carry on

Yeah, carry on, got to carry on, got to carry on always
Got to carry on when I fall down, adjust my hat on
And sing the bloody song yeah
Got to carry on when I fall down, adjust my hat on, my hat on
Everytime I go down, I better know, yeah I better know oh
That even though I'm going down, I gotta go up
I gotta go up, yeah, yeah I said
Everytime I go down, gotta go up, yeah
Gotta go up yeah yeah, even though I'm going down, I know I'll go up yeah
In the skatepark yeah, I'm going straight up
But in the skatepark yeah, I also go straight down, straight down
In the skatepark yeah, I'm going straight up
But in the skatepark yeah, I also go straight down