Push for the Stride (Live in Nottingham) - Ward Thomas

How many times have you woken up

To find your coffee's cold and a broken cup

That's a hell of a way

To start your day

How many times have you looked to the date

To find a calendar full of empty pages

What a hell of a way

To see time flippin' away

Like a barrel down the hill keeps rolling faster

And circumstances become your master

And you realize

Your hands ain't on the wheel anymore

With the wind at your back and the sun at your side

Take the bull by the horns and ride

You gotta push for the stride

It wins the race every time

So when you're low on steam

but your aim is high

You gotta keep your eye on the prize

You gotta push for of stride

It wins the race every time

For the stride

For the stride

Have you found yourself falling in a vicious dream

And you wake yourself up with a nasty scream

Waking up screaming

It's a hell of a way to get through the night

Have you opened up your heart to a promise made

Just to get it kicked back into yesterday

It's a hell of a way to lose all the ground that you gained

So when your spirits down and you mood is dark

Let the dark horse come and take you 'round

And you realize you're back in the saddle again.

With the wind at your back and the sun at your side

Take the bull by the horns and ride

You gotta push for the stride

It wins the race every time

So when your low on steam

But your aim is high

You gotta keep your eye on the prize

You gotta push for the stride

It wins the race every time

For the stride

For the stride

For the stride

For the stride

With the wind at your back and the sun at your side

Take the bull by the horns and ride

You gotta push for the stride

It wins the race every time

So when your low on steam

But your aim is high

You gotta keep your eye on the prize

You gotta push for the stride

It wins the race every time

Gotta push for the stride

It wins the race every time

For the stride

For the stride