The parachute ceremony part of the ritual

 

16.04.11 - 65) From our hands the chute was hung

Round it we spoke and sung

And on it al the while

We bounced a ball with a smile

Coming from everywhere

United a moment to share

On the chute we wrote our names

All part of today’s games

And one day someone may find

A message or wish someone left behind

Then others sat around

Making music on the ground

To astound you and make you sigh

Underneath a blue Texan sky