Brave Parade

it's ok I'm not afraid
 of marching in this brave parade
 with all the souls who've crawled back up
 who bet despite they're crazy luck
 who choose to love in an angry age
 refuse to bend to spite or rage
 who aren't afraid of bad reviews
 who don't care if they win or loose
 who know that all the money's spent
 every deadline came and went
 who know that love is not a game
 that life is equal joy and pain
 who love moonlight across a bed
 who question every word that's said
 who celebrate every victory
 who aren't afraid of mystery
 who aren't afraid of leaving town
 giving up or falling down
 throwing everything to chance
 fighting for a new romance
 who look between the skin and bones
 who long for comfort ache for home
 who love the poets and the sky
 the drifters and the ones who cry
 here's a toast to the underdogs
 the little boats lost in the fog
 the ones who don't quite fit the mold
 who never do what they are told
 who know that sad songs matter most
 who face the music and the ghosts
 the lovers and the second best
 who have no medals on they're chest
 it's ok I'm not afraid
 of marching in this brave parade