When It Rains, I Think About Mortality

I remember by smell
I remember by smell and in color
Boat oil, sunburn, the girl with the scar on her arm
Must have been the day before the first day of school
We sang "Summertime Rolls"
And it just rolled away

I was thinking tonight we all go
We all gotta go sometime
I still haven't dealt but I'm coming to terms
I'm coming to terms, wrapping my mind around
What if the reason things are so good
Is that we all gotta go sometime
And life is just the day before the first day of school