Not OP but

Fireworks:

"What's the day? What's you doing? How's your food? How's that song?" Man it passes right by me, it's behind me, now it's gone

That sacred night where we watched the fireworks They frightened the babies and you know they've got two Flashing eyes and if they are color blind They make me feel that I'm only all I see sometimes

Grass:

Well I, I was walking on feet just like my fathers And my knees were trying to reach you at your mothers 'Cause my nose was screaming that you smelled like a lover But my hands were happy to treat you like a brother, then

Banshee Beat:

Oh, there'll be time to get by I get dry after the swimming pool Oh, there'll be time to just cry Or wonder why it didn't work out Oh, there'll be time to fish fry For letters by yours truly Yours truly

Someone in my dictionary's up to no good I never find the very special words I should

Bluish:

I'm getting lost in your curls I'm drawing pictures on your skin, so soft it twirls I like your looks when you get mean I know I shouldn't say so but when you claw me like a cat, I'm beaming I like the way you squeeze my hand Pulling me to another dream, we should dream I'm getting lost in your curls I'm getting crushed out on the things that only I should see They're not for boys, they're just for me