Blue Angels Air Show

Claire's turning blonde for the summer, I guess
 The sunlight just soaks into her hair
 And she sits next to me on the motorboat
 And shyly replies, as to which boy she likes at her school
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 So, I am reminded of things I've forgotten
 The way doors can open and people just walk in
 It's not unexpected, no, it's just how you planned it
 Beginning to think that it might never happen
 But now, it is happening
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 Well, there's a show we can see at the base outside of town
 Where the planes, they turn circles in the air
 I watch you stand next to me, with your hand over your mouth
 And join the crowd's heavy gasp
 One for each time, they pass overhead
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 So, we've been selected in this beautiful lottery
 We struggled so long but it ended so easy
 It's starting to surface, all golden and godlike
 This feeling we had every day and every night
 It bursts in an energy, a door, it is opening