There’s a sock in the freezer Old key in my shoe
Half a note on the fridge says “I’ll explain this to you”
My plants wear spoons like medals Couch crowned in chip bags
Every corner in this place Waves its weird Proud flag
Welcome to my leftover parade All the tiny things I never quite arranged
Bent straws Lost caps Birthday shades Marching down the hallway in a crooked wave
Yeah This is my leftover parade
Where all the almosts finally get a stage
Hold my hand Don’t be afraid We’re leading the leftover parade
(hey!) There’s a ticket from Tuesday To a movie I skipped
A jar of buttons and bad ideas None of them quite fit
But I keep them on the mantle Like they saved the day
Little trophies for the times That almost went okay
Maybe every odd piece Is a page in a book
We’re writing in pencil On napkins we took
So I’ll save this moment In a drawer I made You and me laughing
In the leftover parade (oh yeah)
Welcome to my leftover parade All the tiny things we never quite explained
Wrong turns Soft plans Inside jokes that stayed
Dancing in the hallway in a crooked wave
Yeah This is our leftover parade
Where all the almosts finally get a stage
Sing off-key Don’t be ashamed
We’re kings and queens Of the leftover parade
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