The Metre - Powderfinger

Blow the candles out raise a glass to the night

Let all the tension out you’ve been wound up so tight

It’s a tender trap to plan ahead all the time

If you measure the world by what you leave behind

Welcome to the saving grace

Welcome to the saving grace

There’s a sunset on the road

Reappearing as we go

Keep the glass topped up it’s not over just yet

Pull off the social bluff celebrate your success

Turn the sunlight out find a place in the shade

If you measure the world by the mark that you make

Welcome to the saving grace

Welcome to the saving grace

There’s a sunset on the road

Reappearing as we go