Yes this is the end as I knew it then
a faint music but rich like full orchestra playing
and then again but piano then pianissimo then
pianissimo possibile or maybe just an organ
under the stage with a low indulgence of chords
yes this is the end as I knew it then
the gray dome dropping around me
an open summer once limitless and dancing
now dazed by a fading sun
come up against another sham and scam of age
goodbye to the thick-poured river to the free-ranging life
to halted time set free to hold and sentence the flesh
no more the rolling daylight the roads that took us
and not us them all hours consumed
through a paper straw left only the last embarassing gurgle
the judgmental eye of September in sight punishing in its stare
yes this is the end as I knew it then
I can in no way
hold you all my little ones
but here let me try