Always On The Ride

Maybe you’ll wake up on the floor somewhere
Or maybe in some sort of sanitarium or
Maybe you’ll call from a dry out center
From a payphone in a suburb
But I hope you’re always on the ride
But I know that the ride always ends and
When it leaves it takes you luck it could be
Any morning or any night
In any city or state and you’re left with nothing
I heard about Ray he’s in Fairview now
He lost his leg in a wreck
Harlin’s in jail in Rawlins, Wyoming
Doing three years for breaking and entering
Junior’s in California he’s living with his brother
In an abandoned house
But I hope you’re always on the ride