Graveyard Parade
Matthew and the Atlas
Bloodshot moon rising
In this Graveyard Parade
Red sun tumbling
Through a passing charade
You're the ghost in the morning
You're the scar on the skin
Blackthorn dissolving
You're a hard one to win
Brother I thought that I found you
Falling asleep on the asphalt
Saturday night with a diamond sky
And blood was in your eyes
Of all of the ways to define you
Such a strange thing to surround you
I never thought that you would live
And I would come to die
I forget
I forget
Strange dream in daylight
Took a while to recognize
White light burning
Do you even realize?
Brother I thought that I found you
Falling asleep on the asphalt
Saturday night with a diamond sky
And blood was in your eyes
Of all of the ways to define you
Such a strange thing to surround you
I never thought that you would live
And I would come to die
And I would come to die
I forget
I forget
I forget