Parade Video (MV)

Some shoddy past parade
Where promises were made
To cleave unto the daylight
And to freshness and to space
But now the truth therein
Is falling from the window
Rolling down the rooftop
To the gutter, to its place

For such a potent curse
To all at once disperse
Is something to remark upon
Travestial debris
I see you're lost for words
Let's leave this to the birds
This thinning square of fabric
Seems to illustrate our needs

And now you must demur
Take your place in the circle
Pity through absorption
Of the qualities we see
The pattern holds you fast
You have your chance at last
To live and yes, I know now
Your subsumption brings release