After the dawn, I was able to take my first step unafraid Independent of my old ways, stole some new ground for today And I won't think about you, till the floats pass by in another years time And right then, I might miss you And I'm barefoot in the kitchen Reheating coffee from yesterday And out their window, they're sweeping up the colors Who dry up a memory of the parade For a minute I might miss you When I think of how you cried later on in the night And the sky fell down on us On the Fourth of July