The Metre Lyrics - Odyssey Number Five - 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 

So welcome to the saving grace 

Welcome to the saving grace 

There's 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 

There's a sunset on the road 

Reappearing as we go 

Reappearing as we go 

Reappearing as we go 

There's a sunset on the road 

Welcome to the saving grace