july

explosions pillaging the night, from the fireworks on the fourth of july, it's just my lady, our friends, and i, smoking cigars and yelling at cars as they drive by, we scaled a ladder ascending to the roof, while five years ago i leaped and no one knew, holding my guitar, i strummed a tune, i sang "i love you, but i have to cut you loose", as the neighbor lights off the small bombs we watch, from the rooftop safely, so safely, if i had never let go, then only god knows where i would be now, i made a bridge between us then i slowly burned it, five years ago, in my backyard, i sang love away, little did i know that real love had not quite yet found me