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Lyric of the Week: LAST DAY OF SCHOOL

90 degrees with barely a breeze

As I sit here on the beach

The pounding roar of the surf and the shore

Underscores how you’re so far out of reach

You’re in the gloom in this middle of June

Waiting for the sun to burn through

Subsumed and engrossed in the opposite coast

I’m still stunned at what became of you


It’s the last day of school, we’re so far apart

Is it too late to mend broken fences and hearts

Our little girl made the grade, we ought to celebrate

Together watching her frolic in the surf and the sun

It’s the last day of school, is it too late to fix

All the pieces of our own world that we blew to bits

I still believe there’s an Us, let’s just sit down and discuss

All the good things that made us work well as one


90 degrees and the buses wheeze

As they inch along through the city

The traffic stalls and barely crawls

And it’s so humid and sweaty and gritty

While I’m in this heat trying to make my ends meet

You’re reaching the end of your road

On the verge of success out there in the west

You close the book on the whole episode


It’s the last day of school, we’re so far apart

Is it too late to mend broken fences and hearts

You’re about to graduate, we ought to celebrate

Now that you’ve reached this tremendous momentous milestone

It’s the last day of school, is it to late to repair

The broken pieces of Us scattered everywhere

You may have busted your tail, readings off the scale

But don’t think for a minute you did it alone


College degrees, have mercy G-d please

I’m about to take the stage

It’s been 19 years of grinding these gears

About time I do this at my age

Such a long ride, you should be here at my side

You deserve this pride of place

No one else knows how my whole story goes

Just you and you can’t be replaced


It’s the last day of school, we’re so far apart

Is it too late to mend broken fences and hearts

I’m about to graduate, we ought to celebrate

We could have if only we’d have seen things through

It’s the last day of school, it’s too late to go back

The past is history, the present’s a fact

The future’s ahead, and after all here’s been said

I made it to this place with no thanks to you


©2022 The Hesh Inc.

The writer's daughter, by the water.
Our little girl made the grade, we ought to celebrate / Together watching her frolic in the surf and the sun.

This song dates back to the summer of 2006, my first summer back on the East Coast after getting divorced in Los Angeles. I still harbored a far-fetched hope, if not of getting back together with my former spouse, at least returning to speaking terms so we could celebrate our daughter's milestones together. I was sitting on the beach in Asbury Park, missing my daughter on the opposite coast, and thinking that her mother and I should be watching her celebrate her last day of school in the surf and sun. But no, it didn't quite happen like that, did it.


In the next verse and chorus, my ex is finishing her medical education in California, while I'm inching along behind the wheel of a limousine in New York. For all of me shlepping all over the country for her career, you'd think I would be the one celebrating with her. But no, she took the opportunity of moving out west to reinvent herself, and the new version of her decided she didn't need the old version of me. (Much of this saga has been documented in my most recent album.) And in the third verse and chorus, I was looking forward to the day I'd finally finish my own formal education ... without her, and better off that way.


Musically, this draws its melody from any number of Israeli Eurovision entries. I banged it out on the piano but never recorded it or performed it live. I considered it for the 'heartbreak opus' I was concocting at the time in the aftermath of divorce, but that likely will not be on the table.

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