LAST DAY

touch the face that we're facing
touch its quivers and its quirks
touch the dumbness of our struggling
touch the numbness of our jerks

it's our last day of summer
it's our first day of work

feel us sitting in the shade
feel us burning in the sun
feel the sting of our nature
feel it biting through the skin

it's our last day of summer
it's our first day alone

taste our time passing by
taste the taste of we
taste the iron of our prison
taste our chance to be free

it's our last day of summer
it's our first day to be

hear how deaf we can get
can't hear anything at all
but in that silence i can hear you
and you can hear me call

it's our last day of summer
it's our first day of fall
and so we fall, fall, fall...
fall, fall, fall...