Oh, the band marched on in formation, the brass was phasing tunes I couldn't place. Windows open and raining in Maroon, yellow, blue, gold and gray.
The drunks were ricocheting,the old buildings downtown, empty so, long ago, windows broken and dreaming, so happy to leave what was my home
With a sky blue sky, This rotten time. Wouldn't seem so bad to me now.
Oh, I didn't die, I should be satisfied
I survived, That's good enough for now