The Parade by Kevin Briody

the parade

i can feel the bass drum
i can see the flags
standing on the sidewalk
looking for my dad
everyone is waving
here he comes at last
i can barely see him
before he marches past
pushing my way through the pocketbooks
trying to get a second look...now i'm

running down the roadside
shouting, "someone slow 'em down.
that's my dad up there
turn this thing around!"
but nothing can convince it
nothing can persuade
it just keeps marching on, 'til i'm here and your gone
standing behind the parade

life is a parade
we're all just passing through
now i can't let you go
and i can't catch up to you
so i'm still out of step
and i'm still out of place
strangers pass me by
and i swear i see your face
i'm still trying to get on track
i'm still trying to get you back

chorus

i can feel the bass drum
i can see the flags
standing on the sidewalk
looking for my dad