Storms Over Parades Lyrics - Socratic

The clouds drew dark as I rolled in 

I sat down next to a man with five empty cups in front of him 

He said "aren't you a little too young to be alone in these parts" 

If being alone is completely lost then I guess I am 

The storms carried me home, over parades 

The people caught colds, from the pouring rain 

When you sit on this lawn, you are not in order 

This painting's ready for it 

At the age of six is when I started talking 

At the age of ten is when I started walking 

They told me I would never get to fully express myself 

And any place that I wanted to go I could only go in my mind, so... 

The storms carried me home, over parades 

The people caught colds, from the pouring rain 

When you sit on this lawn, you are not in order 

This painting's ready for it 

And I'll take the hands that gently sweeps across the planes of your physique 

Retire them into stables with horses that no one has rode 

The planes always pass my body and cast the darkest shadow 

If I told you where I was heading, you still wouldn't follow 

The storms carried me home, over parades 

The people caught colds, from the pouring rain 

When you sit on this lawn, you are not in order 

This paintings never framed us together 

I'm missing from your pictures these days