Counted the stars
on the 4th of July
Wishing we were
rockets bursting in the sky
Talking about
redemption and leaving things behind
As the sun sank
west of the Mendocino County line
As fierce as Monday
morning feeling washed away
I orchestrated
paradise, couldn’t make you stay
You dance with
the horses through the sands of time
As the sun sinks
west of the Mendocino County line
I have these pictures
and I keep these photographs
To remind me
of a time
These pictures
and these photographs
Let me know I’m
doin’ fine
I used to make
you happy once upon a time
But the sun sank
west of the Mendocino County line
The two of us
together felt nothin’ but right
Feeling near
immortal every Friday night
Lost in our convictions,
lips stained with wine
As the sun sank
west of the Mendocino County line
I have these pictures
and I keep these photographs
To remind me
of a time
These pictures
and these photographs
Let me know I’m
doin’ fine
I used to make
you happy once upon a time
But the sun sank
west of the Mendocino County line
I don’t talk to
you too much these days
I just thank
the lord pictures don’t fade
I spent time
with an angel just passing through
Now all that’s
left is this image of you
Counted the stars
on the 4th of July
Wishing we were
rockets bursting in the sky
Talking about
redemption and leaving things behind
I have these
pictures and I keep these photographs
To remind me
of a time
These pictures
and these photographs
Let me know I’m
doin’ fine
We used to be
so happy once upon a time
Once upon a time
But the sun sank
west of the Mendocino County line
And the sun sank
west of the Mendocino County line
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