Hang on Parade... 

Catching up again 

Where's the feeling we knew then 

(Whisper, my friend...) 

So we pick up, with empty cup 

In dreaming we thrive 

As we doze alone, and cradle stone 

Am I alive? 

...And all is fine on Kinakeet Island 

Where they dance and sing 

Lament the Brave 

Ghost Rider the waves are rolling thin 

Bang on Parade... 

A magic place will wait 

So we shop the streets, so indiscreet 

Our eyes sedate 

So we pick up with empty cup 

And march along 

As nostalgia plays from the tower waves 

The ghost of a song... 

...And all is fine on Kinakeet Island 

Where they dance and sing 

Lament the Brave 

Ghost Rider the waves are rolling thin 

We're on our way to Kinakeet Island 

Lament the Brave 

We're in the band....We're in the band... 

Horizon Bound. Forever, horizon bound 

[Chorus] 

We're in the band...We're in the band 

Drawing lines in the sand 

Living our lives hand to hand... 

...On a warm night, in my mind 

Ferry ride...