Fireworks - The Sound of Young America lyrics
[Fireworks - The Sound of Young America lyrics]
A wood backbone, a window view
Too much of anything is never a good thing
Only blooms for what it loves
I am what I am, just not what I was
Not sure of anything
And I don't feel a thing
I'm letting go of everything I've ever known
I worship this unorthodox in bloom
The summer's been thick and dry
The same as the sleep in my eye
Too much of anything is never a good thing
A carved smile like Halloween
It's just smoke and mirrors
A dead tree can stand for years
I'm not sure of anything
And I don't feel a thing
I'm letting go of everything I've ever known
I worship this unorthodox in bloom
I'm letting go, letting go, letting go
I'm letting go of everything I've ever known
I worship this unorthodox in bloom