[Verse 1] I found a cart with one bad wheel Still took it for a spin Three orange cones on the blacktop Like they let the fun begin A kid in boots with jelly hands Waved from the back of a van I bought one pear and a lemon pie Then I lost my plan [Pre-Chorus] And the wind went round the sign Like it knew my name Every busted little corner Started feeling like a game [Chorus] Parking lot parade, parade Parking lot parade, parade Turn the usual into gold Turn the usual into gold [Verse 2] A man in scrubs was juggling keys By a dented pickup door An old dog napped on a folded coat Right beside the hardware store Somebody laughed, I laughed too For no reason I could hold The whole gray strip of asphalt Started shining in the cold [Pre-Chorus] And the sky leaned low and blue Over crackers in my hand Tiny miracles keep showing up Where I never planned [Chorus] Parking lot parade, parade Parking lot parade, parade Turn the usual into gold Turn the usual into gold [Bridge] If I miss the grand design I still got this little scene A gum-wrapper flag, a paper crown And a day that turned seventeen I don't need a grand old stage To feel the floor shake right Just one good laugh, one crooked step And the whole world feels alive [Final Chorus] Parking lot parade, parade Parking lot parade, parade Turn the usual into gold Turn the usual into gold Parking lot parade, parade Parking lot parade, parade Little things can carry you Little things can carry you
