the end of the summer is the best time for nostalgia. these days are shorter. they remind me: i'm too old for this anyway. this chance was never meant to be mine. my time is up. i'm no longer scared of dying. i'm learning endings are always coming down on you. and if we challenge ourselves to learn, then we will have to challenge ourselves later. we'll have to make a choice. i'll have to make a choice: use what we learned or forget it; do what we love or regret it. i'm learning endings are always coming down on youä a crushing weight like a dark moonless nightä like a heavy wave frozen above you. there's a chill in the air and warmth in our chest. this summer sun just set down. autumn winds, it's gonna get real cold real soon. it's not over yet. 12 fucking years, this ending's not how i envisioned it. then again it's these songs that told me that l could have the world. the summer is ending, but its not over. our songs are forever. lets make them louder, while we can. this is looking to be a great fall. this coming fall is looking great, grab the bandages and tighten up the tourniquets and then with the turning golden leaves. i'm looking forward to my fall