John Prine - Third Of July lyrics

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