When The Sky Gets Loud

(ooh-ooh-ooh) Hey kids pack the blanket,

grab a spot in the grass The July air is warm but

it moves by too fast I remember this field from when I

was your size With a sparkler in hand and the world in

my eyes Now my knees are worn out and my hair has

turned gray But I wouldn't miss this for a single whole day

So look up

when the sky gets loud

See the colors dancing way above the crowd

Every flash is a memory

we keep in the dark

Burning bright from a tiny little spark

I told them of summers before they were born

Of old wooden docks and the sweet yellow corn They held onto

my hands

as the grand finale grew And I whispered a prayer for the

magic they knew Knowing deep in my heart as the smoke drifted

free This was the last summer they'd share it with me

Now the winter has come,

and the winter has gone

And the field is still green

in the light of the dawn

We lay out the blanket,

we look at his chair

And we know in our hearts that he's still sitting there

And we look up

when the sky gets loud

See the colors dancing way above the crowd

Every flash is a memory

we keep in the dark

Burning bright from a tiny little spark

We look up (we look up) We look up

when the sky gets loud (mhhmmm)