Rockets chase rockets through the air
And the dogs bark like mad
And the kids they just stare
And she, casts idle insults at the stars
She says I'll shoot for the moon
It's all glitter and guitars
Rockets chase rockets through the air
And the night fills with birds
Cut the lights we’re almost there
The moon tonight, is a silver sliver
We can't see a thing, but we feel the ground shiver
And we, lay exhausted on our backs
With damp dewy hands
On the tall cold grass
Rockets chase rockets through the air
All the light and the noise
It's too much to bear
And she, wears a simple summer dress
She says the cool ones are fine
But the hot ones are best
Scott: drums | Jonah: voice, guitars | James: bass