Parade

from by Old Loaves

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The pros line the bay
Because they came to draw you out
And yeah, come join my parade
But the more you scream the more they'll laugh

Close them tight, as the old folks would say
It's easier to lie here awake
You can row your hope, but I froze the road
The sign of my declining parade

Row all you want
Row your world away
Row all you want
Row right into my parade

The nights calling out
The lights fall away

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from Drowser, released June 21, 2012

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Benjamin Ward
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