I can't stop listening to this song

I was watching the Yankee game tonight at the bar and of course, being Friday, GM & McMan are behind the bar. Well last time I saw McMan he suggested that I listen to a band called Rise Against. I have never heard of them before. Tonight McMan started telling me how great they are and that I REALLY need to hear their song Swing Life Away. Well he pricked my curiousity, so on my way home I stopped at Borders. I picked up their CD, Siren Song of the Counter Culture. Got in the car, put it in, and skipped to track 11.

This song is amazing. It is beautiful, sad, and happy at the same time. I want to cry tears of joy listening to it. I have it playing on repeat now and I don't know when I will be able to stop listening. I love it.

Swing Life Away by Rise Against
Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer or we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I've been here so long I think that its time to move
The winter's so cold summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
And I've got some friends some that I hardly know
We've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

swing life away
swing life away
swing life away
swing life away