The End of the Summer - Dar Williams

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