I met you in the rain on the last day of summer
the sun was lying, it would be cold that night
autumn had already blustered in, bright and rude

I met you in the rain on the last day of my childhood
we stood in the dusk, face to face, locked adversaries
and promised to keep each other's secrets

I met you in the rain on the last day of the year
stepped out for cigarettes, you were carrying
beer instead of champagne, I lit you up