album cover
artist
KanoA & Makwaku
The Empty Parade
Pop
The Empty Parade was released on May 12, 2025 by Curacao Sound Energy as a part of the album Memorial
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AlbumMemorial
Release DateMay 12, 2025
LabelCuracao Sound Energy
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM58

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KanoA
KanoA
Drums
Makwaku
Makwaku
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arnon Araldo Naudin de Windt
Arnon Araldo Naudin de Windt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mako
Mako
Producer

Lyrics

In the shadow of the banners, the crowds all gather 'round,
A sea of smiles and laughter, but a sorrowful sound.
Flags are waving high, while the children play,
But for some, this parade's just another heavy day.
The echoes of the fallen linger in the air,
Their places left unfilled, as memories lay bare.
What good is a parade for the ones who never came home?
We wave the banners, but their seats are empty, alone.
Their voices gone, in the silence we abide,
A tribute to the brave, but oh, the lost ones cannot ride.
Families in the crowd, with no hands left to hold,
Shadows of the loved ones, their stories never told.
Tears fall like confetti, as the music plays on,
While the trumpet's sweet lament carries sorrow till it's gone.
The streets fill with cheers, but the grief has no end,
It's a celebration for strangers, while we just pretend.
What good is a parade for the ones who never came home?
We wave the banners, but their seats are empty, alone.
Their voices gone, in the silence we abide,
A tribute to the brave, but oh, the lost ones cannot ride.
In this moment of stillness, reflection pulls me near,
The weight of all those whispers, the sorrow that we bear.
Names left unspoken, all the dreams that fade away,
As the horns hum softly, just a distant, haunting sway.
The empty houses echo, with stories of the past,
Of laughter and of heartache, memories that last.
We wear our masks of joy, but beneath we wear the pain,
Walking side by side, through the shadow of the rain.
What good is a parade for the ones who never came home?
We wave the banners, but their seats are empty, alone.
Their voices gone, in the silence we abide,
A tribute to the brave, but oh, the lost ones cannot ride.
So we carry on our shoulders the weight of what we've lost,
In the empty parade, we count the heavy cost.
Though the streets may fill with laughter, in our hearts, we know the truth,
That the echoes of the fallen will forever haunt our youth.
Written by: Arnon Araldo Naudin de Windt

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