Think I'll get me on down to the city Get some strings and things for my guitar So I jumped on the bus to avoid all the fuss of driving alone in my car. I sat myself down, half expecting to find a friend to talk to a while But nobody smiled, nobody dared look me straight in the eye Join in the mourner's parade It's a deaf and dumb cavalcade All feelings kept well undercover in difference to one another Who said the iceage was over seems to me like it's still here The world's gone into mourning buried alive with our fears Being afraid is a habit, very few of us break You'll only find out you're a prisoner when you try to escape What if we dared to step out of line to live and say as we feel Free to express, to love, to caress, Let people know that we're real Though it maybe kind of chancey it's a risk that's worth while to take You'll only discover the real you when you've said goodbye to the fake Don't join the mourner's parade It's a deaf...