sorry for the excessive amount of music lately. but this is holiday-ish. sing along. happy 4th. come to brooklyn on the roof.
animal collective, fireworks:
and i cant lift you up cuz my mind is tired, its family beaches that i desire
the sacred night, where we watched the fireworks, that frightened the babies
and you know they've got two,
flashing eyes and if theyre color blind they make me feel,
that youre only what i see sometimes