Independence Day

from Sweet Mistakes

Ill shed some light on the mystery
Of why I kicked her out on Independence Day
With the fireworks burning I found myself learning
Couldnt lay in my bed the same way
Stand by me thats what she said if the shit hit the fan
Would you stand by me,
Stand by me
Well, here I am
Here I am

6 oclock in the city
The shade was fighting back with the morning sun
Then the alarm started ringin
Her curls fell round her
She asked me when the buses run
And the phones been ringing since Monday
Shes looking for a place where she can talk all alone
But here I am
Here I am

I know your tricks, your magic
But I dont know what your truth is about
If you paint the daylight tragic
Youre never gonna figure it out
Out

From a chair in the kitchen
I watched her live her life in a batting cage
Swingin through jobs, through her family
Then it hit me, it grabbed me
Shes winding up like Satchel Page
And I could hear the crash of the fireworks
Bringing in the light through the windows and doors

It lit a little matchbox found in the kitchen
I read the name and number and I fell on the floor
But here I am
Here I am
Here I am

I know your tricks, your magic
Now I know just what your truth is about
If you paint the daylight tragic
Youre never gonna figure it out
Out


Stand by me
Thats what you said
You said youd stand by me
Stand by me
Here I am
Here I am

updated: 7 years ago