To really get this song, you do need to hear it.
"Summer Skin"
Squeaky swings and tall grass
The longest shadows ever cast
The water's warm and children swim
And we frolicked about in our summer skin
I don't recall a single care
Just greenery and humid air
Then Labor day came and went
And we shed what was left of our summer skin
On the night you left I came over
And we peeled the freckles from our shoulders
Our brand new coats so flushed and pink
And I knew your heart I couldn't win
Cause the seasons change was a conduit
And we left our love in our summer skin
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I'm not only choosing this song as my first song because it's Death Cab for Cutie, but because we're on the cusp of Labor Day weekend, the traditional end of summer. The sun is going down earlier; the fruits and vegetables are abundant, the heat is losing its edge. The drumbeat pounds on, pounds on, pounds on... relentless as the march of time, repetitive, rythymic, unyielding in its march to endings that are inevitable.
It ends with a sigh, it ends with a cry. Fleeting summer, love, life.
This song is a meditation. It takes me deep inside.
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