4th of july

today's the fourth of july

another june has gone by

and when they light up our town

i just think what a waste of gunpowder and sky

i'm certain i am alone

in harbouring thoughts of our home

it's one of my faults that i can't quell my past

i ought to have gotten it gone

oh

baby

i wonder if when you are older

someday

you'll wake up and say

my god