I have carried beasts of many Seasons
their bullied bodies burdening my spine
But when your eyes came rushing up to greet them
I cast them off to keep them in my sight
I would watch their shadows on parade

I've been chasing clouds of many colors,
their blurry bodies I have claimed my own
captive to their cautionary words
I could see their shadows on parade

I will hold my days in moving pictures
and carry their impressions in my eyes
and with my body swaying like a drunkard
i'll cast them out to keep them in my sight
I will watch their shadows on parade