Counting the stars on the 4th of July Wishing we were rockets bursting into the skyTalking about redemption and leaving things behindAs the sun sank west of the Mendocino County lineAs fierce as Monday morning feeling washed awayOur orchestrated paradise couldn't make you stayDance with the horses through the sands of timeAs the sun sinks west of the Mendocino County lineI have these pictures and I keep these photographsTo remind me of a time thatThese pictures and these photographsLet me know I'm doing fineI used to make you happy once upon a timeBut the sun sank west of the Mendocino County lineThe two of us together felt nothing but rightFeeling nearly mortal every Friday nightLost in our connections left staying with wineAs the sun sank west of the Mendocino County lineI have these pictures and I keep these photographsTo remind me of a time thatThese pictures and these photographsLet me know I'm doing fineI used to make you happy once upon a timeBut the sun sank west of the Mendocino County lineI don't talk to you too much these daysI just thank the Lord pictures don't fadeI spent time with an angel just passing throughNow all that's left is this image of youI counted the stars on the 4th of JulyWishing we were rockets bursting into the skyTalking about redemption and leaving things behindI have these pictures and I keep these photographsTo remind me of a time thatThese pictures and these photographsLet me know I'm doing fineWe used to be so happy once upon a timeBut the sun sank west of the Mendocino County lineAnd the sun sank west of the Mendocino County lineThe Mendocino County lineThe Mendocino County lineThe Mendocino County lineThe Mendocino County line