Don Ryan -- Ticker-Tape Parade

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In the waiting days
When everyone was home,
The entertainment was slow.
No confetti was thrown.
And the masses in the street
All shuffle their feet.
Though they do the walkabout,
They all do it fast asleep.

Welcome to the waking of the ticker-tape parade
In your head.
It's where you need to be.

In the waking days when
The music starts to play,
Get up and do the walkabout
And join in the parade.
Marching faces laced with morphine
And drip-dried sun,
All the masses in the street
All together as one.

Welcome to the waking of the ticker-tape parade
In your head.
It's where you need to be.


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