It was the third of july on a cool cloudy sky
I set in for a storm in the makin'
I relaxed as i sat up in our three room flat
While my wife was in the kitchen bakin'
Thoughts pa**ed through my mind of no special kind
Like faces that look like the others
Tomorrow they say is independence day
And i guess i'll go eat at my brother's
I believe that a thought has just gotten caught
In a place where words can't surround it
It concerns the years past and the shadows they cast
And my path as i walk around it.
It was the third of july on a cool cloudy sky
I set in for a storm in the makin'
I relaxed as i sat up in our three room flat
While my wife was in the kitchen bakin'
Thoughts pa**ed through my mind of no special kind
Like faces that look like the others
Tomorrow they say is independence day
And i guess i'll go eat at my brother's