Tytuł: End of the summer

• Wykonawca: Dar Williams
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The summer ends and we wonder where we are
   And there you go, my friends, with your boxes in your car
   And you both look so young
   And last night was hard, you said
   You packed up every room
   And then you cried and went to bed
   But today you closed the door and said
   "We have to get a move on.
   It's just that time of year when we push ourselves ahead,
   We push ourselves ahead."
  
   And it was cloudy in the morning
   And it rained as you drove away
   And the same things looked different
   It's the end of the summer
   It's the end of the summer,
   When you move to another place
  
   And I feel like the neighbor's girl who will never be the same
   She walked alone all spring,
   She had a boyfriend when the summer came
   And he gave her flowers in a lightning storm
   They disappeared at night in green fields of silver corn
   And sometime in July she just forgot that he was leaving
   So when the fields were dying, she held on to his sleeves
   She held on to his sleeves
  
   And she doesn't want to let go
   'Cause she won't know what she's up against
   The classrooms and the smart girls
   It's the end of the summer
   It's the end of the summer
   When you hang your flowers up to dry
  
   And I had a dream it blows the autumn through my head
   It felt like the first day of school
   But I was going to the moon instead
   And I walked down the hall
   With the notebooks they got for me
   My dad led me through the house
   My mom drank instant coffee
   And I knew that I would crash
   But I didn't want to tell them
   There are just some moments when your family makes sense
   They just make sense
  
   So I raised up my arms and my mother put the sweater on
   We walked out on the dark and frozen grass
   The end of the summer
   It's the end of the summer
   When you send your children to the moon
  
   The summer ends and we wonder who we are
   And there you go, my friends, with your boxes in your car
   And today I passed the high school, the river, the maple tree
   I passed the farms that made it
   Through the last days of the century
   And I knew that I was going to learn again
   Again, in this less hazy light
   I saw the fields beyond the fields
   The fields beyond the fields
  
   And the colors are much brighter now
   It's like they really want to tell the truth
   We give our testimony to the end of the summer
   It's the end of the summer,
   You can spin the light to gold.