I'll go to Cowtown
I'll dance around
Board up your windows
The big boy's in town
Big Ball's in Cowtown
We'll all go down
Big Ball's in Cowtown
We'll dance around
I'll dance around
Board up your windows
The big boy's in town
Big Ball's in Cowtown
We'll all go down
Big Ball's in Cowtown
We'll dance around
lyrics to Big Ball's in Cowtown
How exhilarating it was to march
along the great boulevards ...
So many of us streaming along—
all of humanity, really—
moving in perfect step,
yet each lost in the room of a private dream.
How endless it seemed until we veered
off the broad turnpike ...
Generation after generation,
we keep shouldering forward
until we step off the lip into space.
taken from The Parade - Billy Collins
Oh curse me for a fool
To be so proud;
To stand so still and cool
Amid the crowd.
To be so proud;
To stand so still and cool
Amid the crowd.
I cannot flap a flag
Or beat a drum;
Behind the mob I lag
With larynx dumb;
Or beat a drum;
Behind the mob I lag
With larynx dumb;
With acrid eyes I see
The soul of things;
And equal unto me
Are cooks and kings ...
The soul of things;
And equal unto me
Are cooks and kings ...
taken from At the Parade - Robert Service
There's always a parade, Howie.
When it's something you can't ever join but only watch, then it's a parade.
Dean Koontz
