4th of July

Just 16, on a summer’s eve There on a blue bench on the river side The dark dilates and makes your eyes look wide I talk too much, well I guess you have me there Your lipstick is black with your bleached shortened hair We go sneak off by the old verdant lair She was the joker’s queen But now she’s mine it seems, ya know Her heart rests in my hand But now it feels like sand in the wind If we do this tonight Once beneath the moonlight Could we make it better Sara Could we make this all right The hopeless hum of hunger At last the world is younger Watch them wage their war against the sky If we do this tonight Once beneath the moonlight Could we make it better Sara Could we make this all right The hopeless hum of hunger At last the world is younger Watch them wage their war against the sky 4th of July Brown eyed babe, with the hidden face The tension it tingles, it sits in the air Quiet anticipation of the flare I talk too much, well I guess you have me there I suppose we should talk no more The array is what I have been waiting for She was the joker’s queen But now she’s mine it seems, ya know Her heart rests in my hand But now it feels like sand in the wind If we do this tonight Once beneath the moonlight Could we make it better Sara Could we make this all right The hopeless hum of hunger At last the world is younger Watch them wage their war against the sky If we do this tonight Once beneath the moonlight Could we make it better Sara Could we make this all right The hopeless hum of hunger At last the world is younger Watch them wage their war against the sky 4th of July She was the joker’s queen But now she’s mine it seems, ya know Her heart rests in my hand But now it feels like sand in the wind If we do this tonight Once beneath the moonlight Could we make it better Sara Could we make this all right The hopeless hum of hunger At last the world is younger Watch them wage their war against the sky If we do this tonight Once beneath the moonlight Could we make it better Sara Could we make this all right The hopeless hum of hunger At last the world is younger Watch them wage their war against the sky 4th of July