Music and lyrics by Damon Waitkus

Lyrics

The sky over Memorial Day was a roaring shade of summer
—the scent of cut grass and charcoal smoldering—
when I wondered aloud to the crew what the poor people were up to.
Jenna gave me a look. What a look! Ah, Christ…

But hey, Jenna’s a humorless kid—I don’t know where Mikey found her.
She called me sad and stormed away like a child.
But oh, there is a feeling you get when the Blue Angels fly over:
My life’s not wasted. This is it.
This is it!
(Bitch…)

Personnel

Damon Waitkus – vocals, acoustic and baritone electric guitars, glockenspiel, percussion
Emily Packard – violin
Victor Reynolds – piano, organ, melodica
Roger Vaughan – bass
Brad Mehlenbacher – drums