Dark Parade

Well, you were so tired
As the sun went down
Across an empty land
You heard the swallows' cry
But the spring was far,
An illusion sneaked
Behind the back of your mind
With its worthless dreams
I’m sorry, love, for the sad mistakes I did
That now we’re here contemplating
We took the blade right out
But the pride stayed in
And no one could get it clean
April, May and June
With their narrow path
That led this warm intentions
To this frozen crime
Black smoke drifting slowly
In this great white sky
Fading clouds and silence
Revealing all our lies
The hushed cry of the wind between these trees
Reminds us of the wars we faced
And if someday you’ll wonder what it was all about
A falling star will answer with its dark parade