However, as I drove home this evening making conscious effort after conscious effort to remove myself from the mind-numbing work related details swimming around in my head, "America" by Simon & Garfunkel came on the shuffle and instantly did the trick. That wonderful piece of musical genius launched me into the creation of this very mix.
Rather than load the reader down with traditional patriotic standards, I'd prefer to offer up some choices with some substance and some unique elements. Songs for the lake, songs for the grill. Songs for watching fireworks, and songs for after the fireworks. Songs for cracking that first iced down holiday brew. I like to think there's something here for everyone. Enjoy the Fourth.
Pants have got to go. We're on an island on the Fourth of July, it looks like the tide is going home.
And night birds digging until dawn, freedom hangs like heaven over everyone.
American Girl
God it's so painful when something that's so close, is still so far out of reach.
And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient, though the specifics might be vague.
And here's where we died that time last year, and where the angels and devils meet.
At night they walk that dark and dusty highway all alone.
Everybody knows you only live a day, but it's brilliant anyway.
All my lies are only wishes. I know I would die if I could come back new.

Best friends, and better halves.
Well everybody wants to go forever, I just wanna burn up hard and bright.
Tolling for the wounded ones whose wounds cannot be nursed. For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones and worse. And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe.
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike, they've all gone to look for America. All gone to look for America.