Graveyard Parade (Acoustic Version)

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.