Hang on Parade…Catching up againWhere’s the feeling we knew then(Whisper, my friend…)So we pick up, with empty cupIn dreaming we thriveAs we doze alone, and cradle stoneAm I alive?…And all is fine on Kinakeet IslandWhere they dance and singLament the BraveGhost Rider the waves are rolling thinBang on Parade…A magic place will waitSo we shop the streets, so indiscreetOur eyes sedateSo we pick up with empty cupAnd march alongAs nostalgia plays from the tower wavesThe ghost of a song……And all is fine on Kinakeet IslandWhere they dance and singLament the BraveGhost Rider the waves are rolling thinWe’re on our way to Kinakeet IslandLament the BraveWe’re in the band….We’re in the band…Horizon Bound. Forever, horizon bound[Chorus]We’re in the band…We’re in the bandDrawing lines in the sandLiving our lives hand to hand……On a warm night, in my mindFerry ride…