Last Ripples

Packed up the notebooks

and folded the page

The lights are dimming down

on this wooden stage

Goodbye to the albums

we spun in the dark

Goodbye to the embers

that carried the spark

Goodbye to the songs

we carved from the clay

Goodbye to the labs

where we lost the whole day

Goodbye to the summer,

the endless blue sky

Goodbye to the heat

as the autumn draws nigh

This is the final song

The last note we'll ever play (ooh-ooh) We sang it clear and

strong

Before it fades away

We watched the season turn

From gold to quiet grey

There's nothing left to burn

Nothing left to say

Goodbye to the heat

(goodbye) This is the final song

Goodbye