The Easter Parade

Is all that we've become,

Just nothing but hats and bags

We're waiting for taxi cabs

So you light cigarettes

And i'm taking drags

In the air, a sea of words,

That didn't come soon enough

In my mind a railway station

And a ticket stub

And it is easter in the town

I can hear as they strike off the bell

We're listening to some old man

Say he came back to life with a hole in his head

And now the sunday school is gathered Together in pink and in blue

They're heralding angels for you

But not for me

They're singing

Gloria in excelsis

Deo deo

Gloria in excelsis

But there's no,

There's no hope

And i am grateful for the things

That you've tried to show to me dear

But there no arcadia

No alby and theres no jerusalem here

And underneath your pastures green

There's earth and there ash

And theres bone

And there are things that dissapear

Into it and then they are gone

And there is light that hits the sky

And then it is midnight again

And there is my mother, my father,

And you and we are all impermanent

And on the green they tell their tales About how even the dead can come back

I just dont believe in that

So you can keep on singing

Gloria in exclelsis

Deo deo

Gloria in excelsis

But there's no,

There's no hope

There's no such thing (x7)

There's no such thing as ghosts