Midnight Parade on Sixth Avenue

Streets alive, in the Village we roam. Sixth Avenue's calling, it's our Roman

zone. Masks and lights, we come out to play. Hear the drums,

it's the parade tonight. Midnight on Sixth, we're alive in the night.

Ghosts and glitter under city lights. Raise your banner, your mask away. Join the march,

feel the beat will stay. From Canal up to 15th Street, we stride.

Puppets towering, bands in the night collide. Costumes wild, strangers become friends.

Here the magic lives as the rhythm ascends. Hey,

you in the cape, you in the crown, step into the