[Intro]
Yeah, this one’s for Pies
Page turner, pedal pusher, passport ready
[Verse 1]
Pies wakes up with a novel by the bed
Coffee in the kitchen, new ideas in his head
Bookmarks in a paperback, plans inside a pack
He can finish one chapter, then he’s out on the track
Helmet on tight, tires hum on the lane
Wind at his shoulder, sunshine after rain
He knows every back road, every quiet mile
Pedals through the morning with a paperback smile
[Chorus]
Pies keeps rolling, Pies keeps reading
Plant-based plate and a heart still leading
From the library steps to a far-off shore
He finds a little more, then he finds a little more
Pies keeps moving, never standing still
Books in the bag and a world to fill
Bike by the doorway, passport in his hand
Pies takes his good life everywhere he can
[Verse 2]
Lunch is lentil curry, roasted pepper on the side
Chickpea crunch, green herbs, nothing hidden, nothing fried
He’ll tell you every meal can bring a brand-new taste
Then he packs the leftovers so no good bite goes to waste
Friday finds him checking flights and weather maps
Trading busy sidewalks for a hammock and a nap
A little town café, a museum in the square
He learns the local greeting, leaves a thank-you there
[Chorus]
Pies keeps rolling, Pies keeps reading
Plant-based plate and a heart still leading
From the library steps to a far-off shore
He finds a little more, then he finds a little more
Pies keeps moving, never standing still
Books in the bag and a world to fill
Bike by the doorway, passport in his hand
Pies takes his good life everywhere he can
[Bridge]
Every page is a doorway, every road a line
Every meal is a chance to make the moment shine
No need to chase the loudest view or follow every crowd
Pies finds his own adventure, steady, free, and proud
[Verse 3]
He rides past the market with a tote on the bar
Stops for a fresh baguette, points out where the bookstores are
Then he’s off to a coastline, sun warming his face
With a well-worn mystery novel tucked inside the case
When the trip is over, he brings the stories home
Pins a map above the desk, never feels alone
Next ride on the calendar, next book on the stack
Pies doesn’t need a reason—he just loves coming back
[Final Chorus]
Pies keeps rolling, Pies keeps reading
Plant-based plate and a heart still leading
From the library steps to a far-off shore
He finds a little more, then he finds a little more
Pies keeps moving, never standing still
Books in the bag and a world to fill
Bike by the doorway, passport in his hand
Pies takes his good life everywhere he can
[Outro]
Turn the page, take the ride, choose the view
Pies has got another adventure coming through