A Few Small Bruises
Out here on the ledgeI'm not far away from stepping offI finally picked out my cloudIt's the one over thereSurrounded by all that air
You reached out your handAnd said "I understand,So why not come down?"
Well except for a few small bruises,Cuts and scars,Well I'm fineOh except for a few small bruises,Cuts and scars,Well I'm fine
Thank you for askingI'm so glad we had this moment hereI know they think I'm crazyBut everything I am is everything I was taught to be
And you reached out your handAnd said "I understand,So why not come down?"
Well except for a few small bruises,Cuts and scars,Well I'm fineOh except for a few small bruises,Cuts and scars,Well I'm fine
And as you read my words out loudMake me sound geniusMake me sound specialAnd maybe I'll come down
Well except for a few small bruises,Cuts and scars,Well I'm fineOh except for a few small bruises,Cuts and scars,Well I'm fine
And as you read my words out loudMake me sound geniusMake me sound specialAnd maybe I'll come down