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