The Night I Painted the Sky #34

I dug in the sand like a boy on a mission
And there in my hands a pyro's delight
A bombardier, a nighttime magician
I spark the sky as the rockets fly from view

The rockets in the air
And the people everywhere
Put away their differences for a while
I am still a child when it comes to something wild
That was the night I painted the sky

Jimmy Buffett