Counting - Gallant

We built a glass monastery

Over the fault lines

Traded our lives for a living

In the shade of fallen shrines

You wrote your name in the static

Ten thousand gray dots

Couldn’t decipher your message

Oh, but I felt the violet noise

And the white lies, I’m fading

'Til my mouth dries, I’m praying

I can hold my liquor like the saints do

I’m counting, I’m counting on you

I’m counting on you

I’m counting on you

Hey, I’m counting on, I’m counting on you

I lost my pride in the crater, hey

And ancient coal mines

Emulsified in dishonor

I just couldn’t keep myself alive

In the white lies, I’m fading

'Til my mouth dries, I’m praying

I can hold my liquor like the saints do

I’m counting, I’m counting on you

I’m counting on you

Oh, I’m counting on you

Oh, I’m counting on, I’m counting on you

Oh I never, no I never, never thought we’d live in churches

And I never, no I never, no I never meant to see them burn

And I know you didn’t, know you didn’t, no, you didn’t deserve it, hey but

Now I’m, I’m counting, I’m counting on you

Oh no, babe

I can hold my liquor like the saints do

Just like they do

I’m counting, I’m counting on you

And the white lies, I’m fading

'Til my mouth dries, I’m praying

I can hold my liquor like the saints do

I’m counting, I’m counting on you

I’m counting on you

Oh, I’m counting on you

Hey, I’m counting on, I’m counting on you