A Few Small Bruises

Out here on the ledge
I’m not far away from stepping off
I finally picked out my cloud
It’s the one over there
Surrounded by all that air
You reached out your hand
And said «I understand»
So why not come down
Well except for a few small bruises
Cuts and scars, well I’m fine
Or except for a few small bruises
Cuts and scars, well I’m fine
Thank you for asking
I’m so glad we had this moment here
I know they think I’m crazy
But everything I am is everything that was taught to me
And you reached out your hand
And said «I understand»
So why not come down?
Oh except for a few small bruises
Cuts, and scars, well I’m fine
Oh except for a few small bruises
Cuts, and scars, well I’m fine
And as you read my words out loud
Make me sound genius
Make me sound special
And Maybe I’ll come down
Well except for a few small bruises
Cuts and scars, well I’m fine
Or except for a few small bruises
Cuts and scars, well I’m fine
And as you read my words out loud
Make me sound genius
Make me sound special
And Maybe I’ll come down