The evil, it spread like a fever ahead It was night when you died My firefly What could I have said to raise you from the dead? Oh, could I be the sky On the 4th of July? Well, you do enough talk, my little hawk Why do you cry? And tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook Burn Or the 4th of July? We're all gonna die ♪ Sitting at the bed with a halo at your head Was it all a disguise Like junior high? Where everything was fiction, future and prediction Now where am I My fading supply? Did you get enough love, my little dove Why do you cry? And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best Though it never felt right My little Versailles ♪ The hospital asked, should the body be cast Before I say goodbye My star in the sky? Such a funny thought to wrap you up in cloth Do you find it alright My dragonfly? Shall we look at the moon, my little loon Why do you cry? Make the most of your life, while it is rife While it is light Well, you do enough of talk, my little hawk Why do you cry? And tell me, what did you learn from the Tillamook Burn Or the 4th of July? We're all gonna die ♪ We're all gonna die ♪ We're all gonna die