Vic Chesnutt - Independence Day lyrics

Future stepped into by field and turned it into an empire Forefathers where are you now? Your dust is settling on my furniture I stepped out of a cloud and the ditch is close I mean the ditch is closing in. Hemingway did your fat little self justice So here's to you you articulate dead fisherman What if I said I love you and need your guidance to help me through the obstacles? Would you say I am too wordy and then would you laugh? What if I said I'm under the gla** untouchable as the document itself? Would you say OK and that you never even considered me? Independence day, I never knew it would be so symbolic.