Fool's Parade
In the carnival of life, we march along
A fool's parade, where right and wrong
Entwine like dancers, lost in masquerade
Chasing shadows, our own charade
Fool's parade, we stumble and sway
In the grand procession of our dismay
We wear our masks, our hearts concealed
Yet every misstep, every wound revealed
The jester laughs, the wise man weeps
As we tread the tightrope, secrets to keep
Our pride a banner, our flaws a drum
In this human folly, we all succumb
Fool's parade, we stumble and sway
In the grand procession of our dismay
We wear our masks, our hearts concealed
Yet every misstep, every wound revealed
The philosopher ponders, the skeptic doubts
As we chase illusions, our minds in drought
We trip on ego, stumble on desire
In this carnival of folly, we never tire
Fool's parade, we stumble and sway
In the grand procession of our dismay
We wear our masks, our hearts concealed
Yet every misstep, every wound revealed
Fool's parade, we stumble and sway
In the grand procession of our dismay
We wear our masks, our hearts concealed
Yet every misstep, every wound revealed
Fool's parade, we stumble and sway
In the grand procession of our dismay
We wear our masks, our hearts concealed
Yet every misstep, every wound revealed
A fool's parade, where right and wrong
Entwine like dancers, lost in masquerade
Chasing shadows, our own charade
Fool's parade, we stumble and sway
In the grand procession of our dismay
We wear our masks, our hearts concealed
Yet every misstep, every wound revealed
The jester laughs, the wise man weeps
As we tread the tightrope, secrets to keep
Our pride a banner, our flaws a drum
In this human folly, we all succumb
Fool's parade, we stumble and sway
In the grand procession of our dismay
We wear our masks, our hearts concealed
Yet every misstep, every wound revealed
The philosopher ponders, the skeptic doubts
As we chase illusions, our minds in drought
We trip on ego, stumble on desire
In this carnival of folly, we never tire
Fool's parade, we stumble and sway
In the grand procession of our dismay
We wear our masks, our hearts concealed
Yet every misstep, every wound revealed
Fool's parade, we stumble and sway
In the grand procession of our dismay
We wear our masks, our hearts concealed
Yet every misstep, every wound revealed
Fool's parade, we stumble and sway
In the grand procession of our dismay
We wear our masks, our hearts concealed
Yet every misstep, every wound revealed
Credits
Writer(s): Qian Ma
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