The Havre De Grace Fourth Of July Riot Lyrics

The riotous jubilance set the solemn dusk ablaze
(sirens, laughter, lights)(games, rides, fights)
seagulls calling from the lonely pier
standing in line for the Ferris wheel

Moonlit memories lapping at the docks
(the sky exploding in competing brilliance)
(a name spelled out in a broken light bulb)

The lonely pier that stretched out to the steel mill
grist mill, alarm clock,
The sunrise we never saw


(Thanks to Lionel for these lyrics)