Parading

Pardon my heart if you have to kick it out.

After you’ve muzzled the music and brightened
After you’ve muzzled the music and brightened
After you’ve muzzled the music and brightened
the lights to tidy, my heart will ignore
the lights to tidy, my heart will ignore
and keep doing its little two-step, aglow
and keep doing its little two-step, aglow
in the middle of the room, never
in the middle of the room, never
happier to have nowhere else to go. —Marcus Jackson
happier to have nowhere else to go.
—Marcus Jackson

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