Opium's parade

Opium’s Parade

Burst out the balloons
Tear down the day
Light the bonfire
Let the wood decay
Dance in the glimmer
Howl at the moon
Listen to the music
Arising from the tomb
Hide behind the gravestones
The spirit comes and goes,
Twists between the blaze
Pointed, perfect toes,
Stare at the stars
And whisper your goodbyes
The fire in coming
To burn away the ties
Cry for your loved ones
The friends you have made
Tomorrow you’ll be dancing
In Opium’s Parade.