I threw myself into speech
In the midst of brass and drums
From here at least I was sure
That my pain would not be heard
I took the march of the carnival
I paraded as one drifts
Lying on the asphalt

I did not touch solid ground
Arms raised, head heavy
And the day that rises, head heavy
And the day that rises
Reminds me, reminds me
Every forgotten moment,
That if life is terrible
The days can be so beautiful

Absence like a sister
My most faithful of companions
My maid of honor
Entered the dance
Wherever I go, whatever I do
She will always be there for me
I may not even know why anymore

I did not touch solid ground
Arms raised, head heavy
And the day that rises
Reminds me, reminds me
Every forgotten moment,
That if life is terrible
The days can be so beautiful

I threw myself into the parade
In the midst of brass and drums
From here at least I was sure
That my pain would not be heard
I took the march of the carnival
I paraded as one drifts
Lying on the asphalt

And if life is terrible the days can be
The days can be
so beautiful
And if life is terrible the days can be
The days can be
so beautiful
And if life is terrible the days can be
The days can be
so beautiful

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