Counted
the stars on the 4th of July
Wishing
we were rockets bursting in the sky
Talking
about redemption and leaving things behind
As
the sun sank west of the Mendocino County line
As
fierce as Monday morning feeling washed away
I
orchestrated paradise, couldn’t make you stay
You
dance with the horses through the sands of time
As
the sun sinks west of the Mendocino County line
I have
these pictures and I keep these photographs
To
remind me of a time
These
pictures and these photographs
Let
me know I’m doin’ fine
I
used to make you happy once upon a time
But
the sun sank west of the Mendocino County line
The
two of us together felt nothin’ but right
Feeling
near immortal every Friday night
Lost
in our convictions, lips stained with wine
As
the sun sank west of the Mendocino County line
I have
these pictures and I keep these photographs
To
remind me of a time
These
pictures and these photographs
Let
me know I’m doin’ fine
I
used to make you happy once upon a time
But
the sun sank west of the Mendocino County line
I
don’t
talk to you too much these days
I
just thank the lord pictures don’t fade
I
spent time with an angel just passing through
Now
all that’s left is this image of you
Counted
the stars on the 4th of July
Wishing
we were rockets bursting in the sky
Talking
about redemption and leaving things behind
I
have these pictures and I keep these photographs
To
remind me of a time
These
pictures and these photographs
Let
me know I’m doin’ fine
We
used to be so happy once upon a time
Once
upon a time
But
the sun sank west of the Mendocino County line
And
the sun sank west of the Mendocino County line
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