O Judgement day! Everybody's been there Don't mean to say that you shouldn't care And when you learned to scream And when you learned to hide When you sang of August I knew it wasn't August I knew a better way I knew we had a problem O Judgement day! Everybody's been there Don't mean to say that you shouldn't care Where did you learn to scream?
Where did you learn to fight? When you sang of August I knew it wasn't all this I knew a better way It really cuts the night And what you never see When you let it ride It's like a golden August It is a love of light When you learn to dream I will be the one to let it go Carving on a pine in Roanoke: "this is what you'll never know"