My mind is reeling.
This way, that way.
Up, down, sideways.
It's a scary ass ride.
And I must admit,
I'm white-knuckling it right now.
I can see your hands,
reaching out to stop me.
I'm choosing to stay on the ride.
I have to ride this out.
I'll be just fine.
I always am, in the end.
Just wish the sun would come out.
