4th Of July – Old Sea Brigade

After the dawn I was able
To take my first step unafraid
Independent of my old ways
Stole some new ground for today

And I won’t think about you
‘Til the floats pass by in another years’ time
And right then I might miss you

And I’m barefoot in the kitchen
Reheating coffee from yesterday
And out the window they’re sweeping up
The colors they’re drying up
The memory of the parade

And for a minute I might miss you
When I think of how you cried later on in the night
And the sky fell down on us
On the 4th of July