Count Your Bruises

(álbum: Cavalcade - 2010)

From the echoed streets of The Mission
Where the night can save your life
To the rows of narrow corridors
Where the world looks nothing like

Anything your eyes have ever seen
In your entire life
San Francisco can be short and louder
Than the world at night

And the world exhales
And none of us can even stand still
Let it rain all day on our asshole parade
'Cause we're smiling still

Count your bruises one by one and laugh it off
And stick around down here with us

There's unity in detachment
We're not on trial
So let the time you spent on the Backbench
Make the life you've lived worthwhile

In a city blanketed with revolution
You can't live in denial

And none of us can even stand still
Let it rain all day on our asshole parade
'Cause we're smiling still

Count your bruises one by one and laugh it off
And stick around down here with us

Don't go living life inside those quotations
Look to your friends for your inspiration
Chicago rooftops will take me away from the ugly city
By the 405, where every palm tree dies and the world is burning alive

And none of us can even stand still
Let it rain all day on our asshole parade
'Cause we're smiling still

Count your bruises one by one and laugh it off
And stick around down here with us

Count your bruises one by one and laugh it off
Count your bruises one by one and laugh it off