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