Parade

Intro:

F#  Bbm  Abm  F#
F#  Bbm   B   F#


Verse 1:

               F#          Bbm    
Right when the blizzard ends, they
        Abm          F#
 throw a fucking huge parade
           F#         Bbm         
A great excuse for celebration of 
    B            F#
the mess they've made
                  F#         
But then when the streets get 
 Bbm                 Abm        
flooded, we know what proximity's 
   F#
worth
               F#           Bbm
'cause we're already here in the 
                      B         
same place when our phones don't 
   F#
work


Verse 2:
(same chords as Verse 1)

So then we lie down in our field and
 just do nothing at all
And I'm getting ready for when 
everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken 
bones with broken feathers in blood
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In a meadow, uncut and understood


Bridge:

Ebm  Abm  x8

             Ebm     Abm
We can be an island apart
                 Ebm        Abm
From a ceaseless war on our heart
              Ebm     
Harbored in a fortress 
  Abm
insurmountable
              Ebm         Abm
Taller than affliction, safe 
wherever we are

       Ebm        Abm
Erasing horror and disgust
              Ebm            Abm
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
           Ebm        Abm
Before our suffering's suffering,
           E         F#
Haven't we suffered enough?


Verse 3:

                          B     
On the morning that we're both 
Ebm         E      B
19 and newly on our own
           B        Ebm           
And all we know is "each other" 
    E       B
and invisible homes
                  B                
We find two empty seats in the back
 Ebm                  E      B
 of a car in an empty parking lot
              B           Ebm     
Where all our bridges are 
          E            B
abandoned and the cops have forgot


Verse 4:
(same chords as Verse 3)

And I can feel the difference when 
the day begins
Like all I know is, "This year will 
be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner 
from our past parades
And start again, before the memory 
of the mess we've made.