Endeavour - Elder Island

Wicked, day leads on

Dragging through the dirt

Wading through wet sand

At least you lent 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, have fun, not grounded

Wicked, day leads on

Dragging through the dirt

Wading through wet sand

At least you lent a hand

I 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

I’m 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