Phil Redo - The Parade Lyrics

There's a wind that blows
It comes and goes
Feel it through the trees
Down the river to the sea
When the fog creeps in hiding everything
A hundred years will fly as we walk by

There's a child at play
On a rainy day
Splashing through the moments
Confirming the unspoken
If you close your eyes it only magnifies
How a hundred years will fly as we walk by

Time is measured by the way will fill our days
Who we love and what we choose to see
Time may seem to move too quickly or too slow
But it never ever passes
We're the ones who go

Life is stacked
With artifacts
The burdens and the praise won't be remembered anyway
When our plans are charred
Emotions scarred
We can wear a winter blindfold 'til the spring

Time is measured by the way we fill our days
Who we love and what we choose to see
Time may seem to move too quickly or too slow
But it never ever passes
We're the ones who go

There's a wind the blows
It comes and goes
And a hundred years arrive and then they fly