I find it kind of poetic
And a little nostalgic

That for one day
Or one week

We can all see
The night sky
Lit up with fire

And the happy screams of thousands
To join the stars

On one day
Of one month
Out of every year

And the sounds
Of the fiery sky

Thundering back
North and south
Back at each other

Like drums
Of sparks

I find it comforting
That a fiery sky

Can join so many
For a few hours

And turn back time

In memory
In memorium
Of 56 men

Who signed a piece of paper
A constitution

And of one man
Who predicted every celebration
On this day
That America will ever have

It is sweet to me
That one day 206 years ago
A group of men
Told America

*We will stand alone.