July was Mundane Lady Lamb

[Verse 1]
I miss the pungent sweetness of that firewood
July was poignant and dripping, July was mundane
Dipping my fingers off a lazy rowboat on the lake
Your birthday girl someplace upstate

[Verse 2]
Back when I was sure I was a misanthrope
Blaming my displeasures on the strangers laughing loudly in the woods
She walked to the water to watch the fireworks
But I wouldn't give myself the view, I stayed in bed listening to them
Crack and bloom

[Verse 3]
I miss the pungent sweetness of that Woodford's reserve
July was poignant and dripping, July was mundane
Licking my fingers to get all of the icing from the cake
Your birthday girl some place in Maine
Back when I was sure I could win her over with my words
Holding the Portland sun above her in the summer storm

[Verse 4]
I mostly made her up and fell in love with the construct
And she could eventually tell so she wished me well
And as I gathered up my clothes, another storm began to close
And crack and bloom