{"id":234,"date":"2006-06-22T06:03:00","date_gmt":"2006-06-22T06:03:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/?p=234"},"modified":"2015-11-02T17:05:23","modified_gmt":"2015-11-03T01:05:23","slug":"lets-not-talk-about-lonely-nights","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/2006\/06\/22\/lets-not-talk-about-lonely-nights\/","title":{"rendered":"Let’s not talk about lonely nights…"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Let's<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I<\/span> think of this as kind of a campfire song.<\/p>\n

This is my way of tying it into the First Day of Summer. Which is today.<\/p>\n

Anyhow, I used to camp a lot in the mountains of California — in the coastal ranges and in the Sierra. And I always did the campfire thing. When you’re camping the way I used to camp, the fire defines all your time after the sun goes down. You cook over it. You eat around it. Maybe you drink around it. For sure, you talk. Maybe you play guitar or tell stories around it. And when a new log doesn’t go in, the dimming fire defines the arc of the evening back into darkness and the pillowy solitude of sleep.<\/p>\n

Ah… I kind of dozed off there for a moment.<\/p>\n\n

previous AYoS version<\/a> December 28<\/span><\/p>\n

Let’s Not Talk About Girls<\/p>\n

let’s not talk about lonely nights
\nor waiting for her to come home
\nwe all know what it’s like
\ndon’t think that your’e all alone<\/p>\n

let’s not talk about girls<\/span>
\nlet’s not talk about broken hearts<\/span>
\nlet’s not talk about love and<\/span>
\nhow love can tear you apart<\/span><\/p>\n

let’s not talk about togetherness
\nhearth home or family
\nlet’s not talk about how it all falls apart
\nfor all the world to see<\/p>\n

let’s not talk about girls<\/span>
\nlet’s not talk about broken hearts<\/span>
\nlet’s not talk about love and<\/span>
\nhow love can tear you apart<\/span><\/p>\n

(C)1980, TK Major<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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