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Graveyard Parade - Matthew And The Atlas
Written by：Matt Hegarty/Eric Hillman/Brian Holl/Tommy Heap
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 daylight
Took a while to recognise
White light burning
Do you even realise
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
