Parade

It’s bigger in real life than in pictures
It just seems further away
But I know something and it’s that
I want something bigger to say

I like blackened storm clouds in the summer
I’d like to be just as discrete
But my rain is different
I’m not one to spoil the parade

It’s something wonderful and alive
Something with a rise

I love what is graceful in the fury
Something worthy to hang in a frame
Like a bareback rider
Or a bull raging river to tame

It’s bigger in real life than in pictures