On the fifth of July
There were broken gardens everywhere
Out on the beaches
Something was stirring in the air
How well I remember
All of them anthems we did share
On the fifth of July
How come it all seems like a dream to me now
Everybody was starring up to the sky
Walking through the ruins
Confetti and cherry bomb pies
That’s how we lost this innocence
Together, smoke out in our eyes
And I wonder where you’ve gone
Under bricks and flat top sheds
How much can I keep going on
The fifth of July
On the fifth of July
July
You want to know when am I coming home
How can I forget my worth is right
I got my fireworks
With you there’s a spark still there inside
And I wonder where you’ve gone
Under bricks and flat top sheds
How much can I keep going on
The fifth of July
I fell asleep beneath the open sky
And tripped out across the Delaware
And when I got to the other side
How would I know you’d be standing there
On the fifth of July
Should have been a day to really paint the rooms (?)
Where have you gone
On the fifth of July
On the fifth of July
(?) was a day you were gone
Should have been the day to paint the bedrooms
For me and you