4th of July
Today I just did some studying, went to the gym, and attempted to waylay my online stalker yet again. So as I wind down from the day of not going to the BBQ I was supposed to go to, not meeting my friends to watch fireworks as I said I would, and doing absolutely nothing to commemorate the 4th of July, I am softly singing this song (appropriately enough called the 4th of July) by Aimee Mann because it about matches the mood I am in.
Today’s the fourth of July
Another June has gone by
And when they light up our town I just think
What a waste of gunpowder and sky
I’m certain that I am alone
In harbouring thoughts of our home
It’s one of my faults that I can’t quell my past
I ought to have gotten it gone
I ought to have gotten it...
Oh, baby, I wonder
If when you are older -Someday-
You’ll wake up
And say, 'My god, I should have told her'
What would it take?
But now here I am and the world’s gotten colder
And she’s got the river down which I sold her.'
So that’s today’s memory lane
With all the pathos and pain
Another chapter in a book where the chapters are endless
And they’re always the same
A verse, then a verse, and refrain
Oh, baby, I wonder
If when you are older -Someday-
You’ll wake up
And say, 'My god, I should have told her'
What would it take?
But now here I am and the world’s gotten colder
And she’s got the river down which I sold her.'
Today’s the fourth of July
Another June has gone by
And when they light up our town I just think
What a waste of gunpowder and sky
I’m certain that I am alone
In harbouring thoughts of our home
It’s one of my faults that I can’t quell my past
I ought to have gotten it gone
I ought to have gotten it...
Oh, baby, I wonder
If when you are older -Someday-
You’ll wake up
And say, 'My god, I should have told her'
What would it take?
But now here I am and the world’s gotten colder
And she’s got the river down which I sold her.'
So that’s today’s memory lane
With all the pathos and pain
Another chapter in a book where the chapters are endless
And they’re always the same
A verse, then a verse, and refrain
Oh, baby, I wonder
If when you are older -Someday-
You’ll wake up
And say, 'My god, I should have told her'
What would it take?
But now here I am and the world’s gotten colder
And she’s got the river down which I sold her.'
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