THE LOST PARADE
Written by R. Stonehill
Featuring The Salvation Army Horns, Los Angeles Chapter:
The sun is sinking down
On the lost parade
And all along the dirty street
Tattered banners wave
A hollow victory song
Is ringing in our ears
Drowning out the voices that we fear
And the big rock spins in space
In it's lonely circle dance
Like a ghostly ballerina
Trapped within her trance
And we praise the feast of fools
And we shun the Bread of Life
And the stars shine like the tears of God
For the weary world tonight
Clothed in flesh and bone
Masters of disguise
With rage beneath the painted smiles
Fear behind our eyes
And time's rushing wings
Shadow all the days
Descending like relentless birds of prey
CHORUS