The Metre de 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
theres a sunset on the road
reappearing as we go

keep the glass topped up
it's not over just yet
lock 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've made

welcome to the saving grace
welcome to the saving grace
theres a sunset on the road
reappearing as we go

if you measure the world by what you leave behind
welcome to the saving grace
welcome to the saving grace
theres a sunset on the road
reappearing as we go
reappearing as we go
reappearing as we go

Theres a sunset on the road
Welcome to the saving grace