Counting the stars on the 4th of July Wishing we were rockets bursting into the sky Talking about redemption and leaving things behind As the sun sank west up the Mendocino County line As fierce as Monday morning feeling washed away Our orchestrated paradise couldn't make you stay Dance with the horses through the sands of time As the sun sinks west up the Mendocino County line I have these pictures and I keep these photographs To remind me of a time These pictures and these photographs Let me know I'm doing fine I used to make you happy once upon a time But the sun sank west up the Mendocino County line The two of us together felt nothing but right Feeling very mortal every Friday night Lost in our convictions left staying with wild As the sun sank west up the Mendocino County line I have these pictures and I keep these photographs To remind me of a time These pictures and these photographs Let me know I'm doing fine I used to make you happy once upon a time But the sun sank west up the Mendocino County line I don't talk to you too much these days I just thank the Lord pictures don't fade I spent time with an angel just passing through Now all that's left is this image of you I counted the stars on the 4th of July Wishing we were rockets bursting into the sky Talking about redemption and leaving things behind I have these pictures and I keep these photographs To remind me of a time These pictures and these photographs Let me know I'm doing fine I used to make you happy once upon a time But the sun sank west up the Mendocino County line But the sun sank west up the Mendocino County line The Mendocino County line The Mendocino County line The Mendocino County line