You were sixteen and I was all wired
You were Venus di Milo inspired
You convinced me that I was ok
I convinced you that maybe you’d stay

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If I thought that you’d give up on me
I’d have never said hello
Girl you gotta know

We grew up and you grew away
But I’d follow you till my dying day
All the guys that would try for your hand
Couldn’t steal you from this desperate man

And this face that you see
Well you know it ain’t me
With this lack of resolve and of will
Like a dog that won’t learn
Visions you can’t discern
But you know me and you like me still

26 and I’ve grown enough
I’m not better, but I won’t give up
You’re still here like a flower in rain
You get knocked down then you rise up again

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She was on fire and wild and American
She burns it out probably just because she can
And if I had a dollar for every thing I should’ve said
I’d prolly still be busted, I would throw it all away again

The lightening bugs light up all across the southern sky
Some guys get it all and they don’t even need to try
I watched you roll away but you didn’t even say goodbye
And now I hate the night, I’m guessin’ that’s the reason why

And this, this is my life
On the 4th of July
It isn’t much, but at least it’s mine

Got in my van, ended up in Boston
Thought about my friends and how easily I lost them
I’d do it all again, I’ll leave everyone exhausted
Some folks get a break, me I never got one

I thought of you at night when I would drink too much
If you thought about me too, you’d never tried to get in touch
Went back to school and I ran into some guys I knew
We started up this band but we couldn’t seem to get it through
We got some gigs, evetually lost that too
Did you ever think that if you’re not happy it’s because of you

And this, this is my life
On the 4th of July
It isn’t much, but at least it’s mine

I got a job selling ads for magazines
At night when I’d play, I’d think about her constantly
Everything I loved somehow got away from me
And suicide, I talked about it openly
I finally quit, or maybe I got fired, I don’t know
It doesn’t matter just as long as it happened though
Added up the fears and the doubts I’ve been living with
Songs of lightening bugs, school, work, and all that shit

And this, this is my life
On the 4th of July
It isn’t much, but at least it’s mine

I lost a girl sometime and a couple friends
Small talking parties I could never stomach it
I’m old enough to say that I remember when
But I dont have the time for your nastalgia and crisitisms
You live and learn, me, well I learned to let go
Parents and bosses and people who don’t want you to grow
I think that anything that you want to you can do
And no one is going to tell me just who the hell I should sing to

And this, this is my life
On the 4th of July
It isn’t much, but at least it’s mine
(x2)

(This mine and nothing, nobody is going to ever take this away
It’s a blue print of your life
I’ll see ya when it’s over
It’s a journey)

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She’s almost an addiction,
like a traveler to the miles
It could be her conviction,
she’s so eloquently styled
She keeps her thumbs in my pocket,
I keep my visions down her throat
We talk of flying in a rocket,
I think of sinking in a boat

I want to know Mr. Jesus, will you sell to me
a little of your angel dust?
Give a little taste just to please us
You’re the father of grace so don’t act like that’s unjust

I’m almost addicted, I never stay with what is real
Could be my lack of restriction,
because I like the way this feels
My mind’s on Mars but sometimes I listen,
you know how much I hate to fly
I’m gonna shine, then I just might listen,
she says “Why, why, why?”

“I know I make you angry,
I just feel misunderstood
I’m sure that’s how he feels too
because if I was him I know would”

She’s almost addicted,
I can see it when my baby smiles (at me)
It could be her conviction,
cause my darling she’s so eloquently styled (you see)
She’s got her thumb in my back pocket,
I’ve got all my crazy visions down her throat
She says baby can we get that rocket?
All I can think of is that boat…

You act like that’s unjust,
you let your people rust,
we lose all of our trust
Oh but that’s just the way she is

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when u slid into the room everything else just disapeared
Tashmahal sang Macarena, so loud and so sincere
you were so, so sincere.

believe me when i tell you
that what went down was a one time deal,
over and over the things that we said were
my sweet charade

i dont know what your situation is
dont know if you have a guy
but im making up for younger days
and if i dont talk i just get shy
you were wearing baby blue
the charm school graduate
and i was anything but charming
but you still got into it

there was nothing i could do

believe me when i tell you
that what went down was a one time deal,
over and over the things that we said were
my sweet charade

my desire in us
my pathetic resolve the way
i wrote through my lives the way that
my world revolves
the black bra, i could see the lace
i could see the invitation written on your face

believe me when i tell you
that what went down was a one time deal,
over and over the things that we did were
my sweet charade

maybe its love well,
how would i know everytime i get close to it
i let it go, you could be different
you could be kind
but i’ll never know because
i will leave you behind

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Somewhere South of Syracuse or West of Buffalo
I woke up in a cold sweat and got the urge to go
Daylight Savings lover, how about one more kiss?
Just to get me started, just to get me through this

Use me like you would the Sun
Burn until we burn it out, I’ll see you on the run
Use me like I am a lighting bolt
Strike me down

Burning up the highway, I’ve been dreaming of the day
The sun comes up on Boston and you’re so far away
The simpler the thought it seems the more profound clich?
And I’ll throw you on the floor and you (I) will listen when I (you) say

Use me like you would the Sun
Burn it till we burn it out I’ll see you on the run
Use me like I am a lightning bolt
Strike me down

Leaving in the morning time, leaving noon and night
Remember what you said, well I know now you were right
“It takes a bigger man to stay”, if I meant that then we’d be ok
I love it how you understand, I wasn’t wired that way

Use me like you would the Sun
Burn me till you burn me out I’ll see you on the run
Use me like I am a lightning bolt
Strike me down

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I stumbled through visions, revealed my condition
As thoroughly taken with you
Your blue eyes shot through me, I changed irrevocably
The days of tomcatting were through
15 years old, what did I know?
I’ve never been one for a fight
I needed you then and every day since like a flower is needing sunlight

I guess that I gave it up then
This self that alludes weaker men
What was my young heart to do?
A girlfriend as pretty as you

There in my early twenties, I spent most of it running
But I never once missed my home
You were right there beside me, no idea who I would be
And I never once felt alone
Then somewhere all this bitterness got tougher to dismiss
And I started thinking a lot
There has got to be more to life, then simply man and wife
At least back then that’s what I thought

I guess that you gave it up then
Yourself, for the sake of this man
How could your young heart agree?
A boyfriend as angry as me

I was gonna be something that I saw on TV
You were more like a warm spring that weathered the winter of me

I’m not that much older, there’s so much that I still don’t know
And nothing to blame but this love
I feel no more a man then I did at that high school dance
But time doesn’t wait for no one
As for who we became, I still play in this band
You are a teacher at school
And if this is what living is, I feel like an idiot
For blaming my love like a fool

I guess that we gave it up then
The truth is there are no regrets
What was my young heart to do?
A girlfriend as pretty as you

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When the world gets silent let your love be a radar
When the city stops ringing, sound it out to me from where you are
As she walks by if I turn and stare, remember I no longer hear
and tell me there’s no love in there

When I’m far across the highway and I’m spoiled in the drink
Give to me integrity and will power to think
When she’s in my mind ask me to resign
and take away my rough design

When I’m desolate in love, take me into town
Say for me that honestly you know what’s got me town
If she tries to comfort me or save me from despair
Could you try to do it first to show me that you’re there?

I swore that I would never let anyone else in
Learning from my father, learning from within
I would like to do it better, better than before
Turning in my mind just like a soldier who is at war

When I’m beat and conquest seems to be a way to shine
Tell me how ridiculous it gets for those who walk that line
If she gets into my heart, tell her she can’t stay
And that it’s not okay cause you can’t live or love that way
When I’m desolate in love, take me in to town

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You’ve been saying I couldn’t understand, not giving me a reason
Like you’re operating some master plan, trying to go on pleasing
You’ve taken on more then you can possibly ever squeeze in
And for reasons that seemed damned, you’re doing it in my season

Is this thing on? Can you hear me?
I’m reaching out for someone to set us free
Cause one things for sure, happy not are we
Fighting and Fussing all of the time,
It ain’t no way to be.

You’re hedging your bets today, trying to see if he’s in
It’s a busted game you play, we’re both on our knees then
By standards of another day, this kind of love would be treason
You lucked out your getting away, doing it in my season.

Is this thing on? Does it cut through?
Someone needs to split this up, someone who’s not you or me
Cause one things for sure, happy not are we
Fighting and Fussing all of the time,
it ain’t no way to be, in my season

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The sun goes down and there goes the moon
Another little town from the post war boom
I chase the songbird that I can never find
When I first heard Otis Redding I just kissed that one goodbye

4th Street Moon
Can you tell me, will this all work out OK?
With a promise to return and a baby on the way
Does this sound like someone you could save?
4th Street Moon

Acquaintances I meet here, well they mostly seem polite
But acquaintances aren’t family when you’re hurting in the night
I know I missed your birthday but it was not my fault
I was running out of money, but by now you’ve heard them all

4th Street Moon
Can you tell me, how did I end up this way?
With these flowering excuses in a nearly gone bouquet
Does that sound like someone you could save?

I know that you don’t need to think about me anymore
And I hope that you won’t feel sadder then you did before
When you were with me you felt so bad
That child is the ring you never had

There’s an ache in my chest that I cannot get gone
So I chase it into another woman’s arms
As we lay down in the lightning, I dream about you still
I thought of coming home but I probably never will

4th Street Moon
Can you help me, make this all just be OK?
Is there a penance you could offer or a prayer that you could say?
Do I sound like someone you could save?
4th Street Moon

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Dead dogs on the highway all the way to New Orleans
Everything looks different now and nothing’s as it seems
And the thought occurs to me, as Mad Hatter takes the wheel
That for all the words that we exchange, we still don’t know how to feel
Until I cross Montgomery
And I lose my sense of time
Just for a second, I forget it all
I make my way across the next state line
I’m in a southern state of mind
Wondering if anyone notices how much I care to see
Another street car night as the evening sun goes down on me
My southern bell is chomping on a Georgia peach
And all my wildest, high strung dreams appear within my reach
When my love goes North
And my heart goes South
When I can hear the words
But I can’t get them from my mouth
I’m in a southern state…

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