It was tear drops
& fireworks
Disintegrated into the earth
¥eah, into the ground.
Do ¥ou hear that sound?
Well, ¥ou shouldn't.

It's silence.

The firecrackers make their wa¥ to the sk¥
& I sit back in your arms on the fourth of Jul¥.
Oh these memories are eating me.
The¥'re filling me and freeing me.
Free because I smell your hard-working hair,
Your skin on mine obliterate burnt air
These memories are killing me.
The¥'re holding tight
Then release me on the very the same night.
Because you showed me how fireflies dance
You showed me a little light mixed with darkness
is the place where we have a chance
Oh nostalgia, what a funn¥ thing.
It's what we think we could onl¥ trust
Oh, nostalgia- what a funn¥ thing
The ones trul¥ in charge of letting go-
Is us.

It was tear drops
& fireworks
Disintegrated into the earth
¥eah, into the ground.
Do you hear that sound?
Well, ¥ou shouldn't.

It's silence.

What sounds do fireworks or tear drops make to ¥ou? How do the two relate to ¥our lives? Just curious? (: but cuz I don't get much feedback from m¥ readers!! also if you could post like a cool keyboard sign, that would be FREAKING AWESOME Thanks(: