I’m just the Fourth of May.
I’m just the space you use to say the things you say,
And I’ve seen it all from so far down
And I’d rather lift off.. than drown.

When they lay me down.. I believe it’s fate
Yet another thousand people; they don’t think that way
Well who am I to change, when a mind takes hold?
I’m a slave to games and pray I make it to be old, but

I’m just the Fourth of May.
I’m just the space you use to say the things you say, and I
I’ve seen it all from so far down
And I’d rather lift off.. than drown, drown, drown..

I am not concerned that there are holes in all these thoughts,
It’s the only thing to push me on
They keep telling me to wait; see it through for one more day
But they will say that to anyone.
And they could be just anyone.

And I’m just the fourth of May..