Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Crazy Parade

by Grace Potter

Summer's on the rise and I am flying
The good days have come around again
I'm up on top of a big black rock with some people I call friends
We're half a mile from heaven and back again

I'm never coming down from the mountain
Never will I forget about today
I'll always smile when I think about it
This life is a crazy parade

I don't have to dream, all I gotta do is look around
We have so little time before it all falls down
Valley deep, river wide, and the sky so high
Keep my head on up, keep my feet on the ground

No such thing as a better place
No such time as right now
There is no fame, and there is no disgrace
So come on, baby, let me show you how

0 comments: