The injured and the damaged souls
Bring out our sympathies
We all have our barricades
The more we see them suffer
The closer we can feel
All we have are lost parades
If you want us to care you have to share your hell
If we don't know we'll assume you're well
We all have our barricades
All we have are lost parades
Wigs, and wings, and mannequins
Finding time for all these things
Take the dead, for example
The dead are the best, they're terrific
Wigs, and wings, and mannequins
We remember them
The way we wish they were
Finding time for all these things
(Instrumental)
We all have our barricades
All we have are lost parades
Wigs, and wings, and mannequins
Finding time for all these things
Desperation breeds empathy
We hunger for someone to heal
We all have our barricades
Too many need someone to show
That there but for the grace they go
All we have are lost parades
If you want us to care you have to share your hell
If we don't know we'll assume you're well
We all have our barricades
All we have are lost parades
Wigs, and wings, and mannequins
Finding time for all these things
