5th Of July

(album: Silent City - 2020)

The streets are full of red white and blue firecracker papers
We'll clean it all up later
We all crawl back to work on a Tuesday but it feels just like a Monday
We're slaves to that money

Thought we drank to Independence Day last night

But in the dawn's early light, nothing much has changed
The courthouse flag's still waving in the rain
The echoes of "Born in the USA"
Haunt the empty shops on main
And yesterday's parade has passed us by
On this fifth of July

There's still a cloud of black smoke in the sky from our celebration
The birth of a nation
There's tired and there's poor
There's huddled masses yearning to breathe free
Choking on the dream

Thought we drank to Independence Day last night

But in the dawns early light, nothing much has changed
The courthouse flag's still waving in the rain
The echoes of "Born in the USA"
Haunt the empty shops on main
And yesterday's parade has passed us by
On this fifth of July

We're all paying dues
We're all doing time
Were all hungry for a slice of American pie

But in the dawns early light, nothing much has changed
The courthouse flag's still waving in the rain
The echoes of "Born in the USA"
Haunt the empty shops on main
And yesterday's parade has passed us by
On this fifth of July