Chandeliers In The Sky

Hear our voice From the east, west, south, and north Hear our independence This July Fourth Like flowers in bloom In the night See the chandeliers Hang in the sky With crescendos and Reds, blues and whites Explosions and commotion In the battle lights In the bomb blasts and bombast Crimsons, umbers and beige Like the dawn’s breaking light Mauves, cobalts and jades All the high-lights and sky-lights Caught by the American’s eye It's In the fodder of the diviner’s rod In the wizardry of July