Antlers, The - Parade Lyrics






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

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,
in a meadow, uncut and understood.

We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart,
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable,
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are.
Erasing horror and disgust,
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust.
Before our suffering’s suffering, hadn’t we suffered enough?

On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own,
and all we know is “each other” and invisible homes,
we find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot,
where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot.

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.





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  1. M.... C....

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

    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
    In a meadow, uncut and understood

    We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
    Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
    Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
    Erasing horror and disgust
    Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
    Before our suffering's suffering, hadn't we suffered enough?

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

    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

  2. m.... m....

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

    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
    In a meadow, uncut and understood

    We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
    Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
    Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
    Erasing horror and disgust
    Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
    Before our suffering’s suffering, hadn’t we suffered enough?

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

    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

  3. A.... R....

    will have sex on this track

  4. h.... b....

    “Hadn’t we suffered enough?”

  5. H.... H....

    Hello from 2018. This album really stuck with me, it's sort of the perfect record for making dinner on a cool summer evening.

  6. T.... R....

    Is the dude giving the crowd the finger?

  7. M.... T....

    This album is a miracle...

  8. c.... t....

    CAPOLAVORO

  9. J.... N....

    Sounds like The The's 1989 song August & September.

  10. L.... ....

    This photo and the one for "surrender" perfectly encapsulate the emotion of the song.

  11. B.... ....

    Sounds almost like Jeff Buckley with Lambchop as a backing band.

  12. R.... S....

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

    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,
    in a meadow, uncut and understood.

    We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart,
    Harbored in a fortress insurmountable,
    Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are.
    Erasing horror and disgust,
    Rewinding the sorrow and the rust.
    Before our suffering’s suffering, hadn’t we suffered enough?

    On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own,
    and all we know is “each other” and invisible homes,
    we find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot,
    where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot.

    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.

    R.... S....

    Robyn Shorrock not all heroes wear capes

  13. A.... J....

    sometimes i like songs so much it hurts

    A.... J....

    Amber Johnson same

  14. A.... ....

    Been playing this on repeat. Can't begin to describe how much this song has helped me out

  15. i.... ....

    Can't stop listening to this. So beautiful.

  16. A.... H....

    No doubt the best song this year, damn underrated!!

    A.... H....

    I agree. This was easily my favorite song off the album.

  17. D.... ....

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

    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,
    in a meadow, uncut and understood.

    We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart,
    Harbored in a fortress insurmountable,
    Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are.
    Erasing horror and disgust,
    Rewinding the sorrow and the rust.
    Before our suffering’s suffering, hadn’t we suffered enough?

    On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own,
    and all we know is “each other” and invisible homes,
    we find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot,
    where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot.

    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.

    D.... ....

    DubyaC not all heroes wear capes

  18. P.... D....

    song of the year or nah???

  19. A.... A....

    The beginning of this song sounds almost exactly like the beginning of "Us and Them" by Pink Floyd. Not saying it was done on purpose, and even if it was, I highly respect it cause The Antlers and Pink Floyd are basically music GODS.

    A.... A....

    Than you. I sense this song was familiar hence the name of their album but couldn't put a name on it. Love this band. New York bound too has an eerie familiarity to my home state ;'( so beautiful.

  20. M.... T....

    This song makes me cry, it's beautiful.

  21. C.... B....

    This song is absolutely gorgeous. It's also inspiring to want to find a relationship that's even somewhat close as to relate to the feelings described. But also depressing since I've lost so many that could've been.
    I want to throw a parade for love instead of loss..

  22. M.... P....

    My favourite track off the album :)!