Mourner's Parade

Think I'll get me on down to the city

Get some strings and things for my guitar

So I jumped on the bus to avoid all the fuss

of driving alone in my car.

I sat myself down, half expecting to find

a friend to talk to a while

But nobody smiled, nobody dared

look me straight in the eye

Join in the mourner's parade

It's a deaf and dumb cavalcade

All feelings kept well undercover

in difference to one another

Who said the iceage was over

seems to me like it's still here

The world's gone into mourning

buried alive with our fears

Being afraid is a habit, very few of us break

You'll only find out you're a prisoner

when you try to escape

What if we dared to step out of line

to live and say as we feel

Free to express, to love, to caress,

Let people know that we're real

Though it maybe kind of chancey

it's a risk that's worth while to take

You'll only discover the real you

when you've said goodbye to the fake

Don't join the mourner's parade

It's a deaf...