Parade
The Antlers Lyrics


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Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity's worth
'cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work

So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
And i'm getting ready for when everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
In a meadow, uncut and understood

We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
Erasing horror and disgust
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
Before our suffering's suffering, hadn't we suffered enough?

On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
And all we know is "each other" and invisible homes
We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot

And I can feel the difference when the day begins
Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win."




We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made

Overall Meaning

The Antlers' song Parade utilizes vivid imagery and metaphors to express the emotion of overcoming adversity and finding peace in the midst of chaos. The first stanza speaks of a parade following a blizzard, which serves as a celebration of the chaos that was just experienced. However, as the streets become flooded, the value of proximity becomes apparent. The singer then describes a moment of peacefulness, lying down in a field with broken bones and feathers, implying that the chaos and suffering of the parade is now behind them.


The second stanza describes a fortress that is taller than affliction, allowing the singer and their companion to find safety from "horror and disgust". The idea of erasing horror, disgust, sorrow and rust seems to suggest that the singer hopes to move on from past experiences and find peace. The final stanza mentions the singer and their companion finding empty seats in a car, where all their bridges have been abandoned and the police have forgotten about them. The singer ends the song with a sense of hope and renewal, smoking the paper from a past parade and starting anew.


Overall, the song celebrates finding inner peace and starting anew after experiencing chaos and suffering. The imagery of a parade and a blizzard serve as metaphors for this journey, and the hopefulness in the final stanza brings the song to a cathartic conclusion.


Line by Line Meaning

Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
As soon as a crisis or difficult situation is over, people celebrate recklessly without giving much thought to the aftermath.


A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
They use this parade as an excuse to celebrate the consequences of their own actions, even if it causes more damage.


But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity's worth
When disaster strikes, we realize the true value of those who are close to us and how much impact they have on our lives.


'cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work
In times of crisis, when external means of communication fail, we are left with only the people around us who may be the only ones we can rely on.


So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
In the face of chaos and destruction, sometimes the best response is to take a moment to breathe and be still.


And i'm getting ready for when everything is wonderful
Despite the current turbulence, there is hope for a better future and we should prepare ourselves for it.


For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
Even in the midst of a calm and peaceful moment, there is a reminder of the pain and struggle that has occurred.


In a meadow, uncut and understood
Nature is one of the few things that remains constant and reliable, without the complications of human life.


We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Amidst the constant battle for emotional stability, we can find a place of solace where we can protect ourselves from further harm.


Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
This place of refuge is strong and sturdy, impenetrable to external forces.


Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
This fortress is not just a physical space, but also represents the emotional strength that will protect us no matter where we go.


Erasing horror and disgust
Within this safe space, the negative emotions and traumas that have plagued us can be eliminated and forgotten.


Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
With these negative emotions and traumas erased, we can reset ourselves and turn back time to a state of innocence and purity.


Before our suffering's suffering, hadn't we suffered enough?
We have been through so much pain and trauma, that we are at the point where we are suffering from the suffering itself.


On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
This is a moment of newfound independence and freedom, but also represents the beginning of a new stage of life.


And all we know is 'each other' and invisible homes
With only each other for support, we create a sense of home that is not a physical place, but a shared emotional connection.


We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
The lack of people and activity surrounding us represents the newness of this experience and the excitement of the unknown.


Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot
In this moment of independence, we leave behind the connections and expectations of our past, and step into a new identity that is free from external influences.


And I can feel the difference when the day begins
This new stage of life is palpable and marks a turning point in our personal growth.


Like all I know is, 'this year will be the year we win.'
Despite uncertainty and ambiguity, there is a sense of optimism and hope that fuels us to strive towards success.


We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
We are willing to let go of the past and start fresh, even if it means tearing down the symbols of previous celebrations and accomplishments.


And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made
With the past behind us, we can begin anew without the weight and consequences of previous mistakes hanging over our heads.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: DARBY CICCI, MICHAEL LERNER, PETER SILBERMAN

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LYRICS

Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity's worth
'cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work

So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
And i'm getting ready for when everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
In a meadow, uncut and understood

We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
Erasing horror and disgust
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
Before our suffering's suffering, hadn't we suffered enough?

On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
And all we know is "each other" and invisible homes
We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot

And I can feel the difference when the day begins
Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made



micky dee

Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity’s worth
‘cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work

So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
And i’m getting ready for when everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
In a meadow, uncut and understood

We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
Erasing horror and disgust
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
Before our suffering’s suffering, hadn’t we suffered enough?

On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
And all we know is “each other” and invisible homes
We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot

And I can feel the difference when the day begins
Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made



DubyaC

Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade-
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made.
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity’s worth,
‘cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work.

So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all,
and I’m getting ready for when everything is wonderful
for just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood,
in a meadow, uncut and understood.

We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart,
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable,
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are.
Erasing horror and disgust,
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust.
Before our suffering’s suffering, hadn’t we suffered enough?

On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own,
and all we know is “each other” and invisible homes,
we find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot,
where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot.

And I can feel the difference when the day begins,
like all I know is, "This year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
and start again, before the memory of the mess we've made.



micky dee

Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity's worth
'cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work
So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
And i'm getting ready for when everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
In a meadow, uncut and understood
We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
Erasing horror and disgust
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
Before our suffering's suffering, hadn't we suffered enough?
On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
And all we know is "each other" and invisible homes
We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot
And I can feel the difference when the day begins
Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made



Robyn Shorrock

Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade-
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made.
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity’s worth,
‘cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work.

So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all,
and I’m getting ready for when everything is wonderful
for just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood,
in a meadow, uncut and understood.

We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart,
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable,
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are.
Erasing horror and disgust,
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust.
Before our suffering’s suffering, hadn’t we suffered enough?

On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own,
and all we know is “each other” and invisible homes,
we find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot,
where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot.

And I can feel the difference when the day begins,
like all I know is, "This year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
and start again, before the memory of the mess we've made.



M C

Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity's worth
'cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work

So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
And i'm getting ready for when everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
In a meadow, uncut and understood

We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
Taller than affliction, safe wherever we are
Erasing horror and disgust
Rewinding the sorrow and the rust
Before our suffering's suffering, hadn't we suffered enough?

On the morning that we're both 19 and newly on our own
And all we know is "each other" and invisible homes
We find two empty seats in the back of a car in an empty parking lot
Where all our bridges are abandoned and the cops have forgot

And I can feel the difference when the day begins
Like all I know is, "this year will be the year we win."
We smoke the paper from the banner from our past parades
And start again, before the memory of the mess we've made



All comments from YouTube:

Andrew028

Been playing this on repeat. Can't begin to describe how much this song has helped me out

Corey Blanton

This song is absolutely gorgeous. It's also inspiring to want to find a relationship that's even somewhat close as to relate to the feelings described. But also depressing since I've lost so many that could've been.
I want to throw a parade for love instead of loss..

Absalón Herbert

No doubt the best song this year, damn underrated!!

Martin L

I agree. This was easily my favorite song off the album.

Bobby Hill

Hello from 2018. This album really stuck with me, it's sort of the perfect record for making dinner on a cool summer evening.

Whyyell

I love this song awesome !

Shandana A. Durrani

just discovered them and this gem. i love anything with trumpets so win win with the sublime lyrics..

Matteo Tibolla | UX Researcher

This song makes me cry, it's beautiful.

inshield

Can't stop listening to this. So beautiful.

Audrey M

love you guys. you’ll always be my favourite band

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