Текст песни
Dust on my boots, clear sky above
You found me standing in the grain
Old town bells and a battered truck
We were chasing heat through the cane
Your hands said go, my heart said run
Past the sheds and the river bend
We were young as the white road mile
And we swore we'd circle back again
Hear that call
From the field
It's turning now
It's turning real
One more step
Don't look down
The whole wide road
Is singing now
Midsummer parade
Midsummer parade
We rise, we rise
Midsummer parade
Hands in the air
Call and respond
We rise, we rise
Midsummer parade
Grandma's scarf in the porch wind toss
Lantern glow on the kitchen glass
Someone's laughing by the iron gate
Like the old days never passed
Red dust, brass, and a ribbon song
Your name cut clean through the crowd
Every scar on the map we made
Now it shines so loud, so proud
Hear that call
From the field
It's turning now
It's turning real
One more step
Don't look down
The whole wide road
Is singing now
Midsummer parade
Midsummer parade
We rise, we rise
Midsummer parade
Hands in the air
Call and respond
We rise, we rise
Midsummer parade
Let the fences fall
Let the hard years fade
We came through the storm
With our names remade
From the clay to the gold
From the bruise to the flame
When the horn line lifts
We all sing the same
Midsummer parade
Midsummer parade
We rise, we rise
Midsummer parade
Hands in the air
Call and respond
We rise, we rise
Midsummer parade
