Instead - Ola Podrida

Are you counting those things again

In hope that they get you in?

Pretending the wind is a breeze

And letting your body freeze

And if you ask yourself you could stop these wayward pleas

So get up off of your knees

No matter what your father said or the books you read

Maybe you should save yourself instead

We jumped at the count of nine

But you still needed more time

You jumped at the count of eighteen

And let out a joyful scream

And on your back you swam all the way to me

And said now I can see

But now you’re just playing dead

As you pray to be led

But maybe you should save yourself instead