"Summer nights" (new)

Since I was 16 I’ve been writing songs. At first just for fun, then for the band I played in, and later — when the internet came along — through various collaborations. About 10 years ago it started to slow down. The quality of the songs improved, but I was only writing 4–5 per year until eventually, due to lack of time, I stopped altogether for several years.

What kept me musically active was one special moment last year: I was asked to write a new Christmas song for our annual Christmas concert. I worked together with songwriter Sky Rowan, and we came up with “Christmas Song.” That was just a working title, but we kept it — and the song was very well received at the concert.

Now that I’ve started reworking my old catalog, I came across “Christmas Song” again and thought: why not turn it into a summer song? I reached out to Sky to see if she’d like to join me once more, and she was immediately excited. That’s where things stand right now.


Summer nights


Verse 1

Out in the sun, the streets are wide

Kids on their bikes the heat inside

Jump in the pool from the highest rail

Salt on our lips the wind sets sail

Ice cream melts on the old park wall

Someone is laughing, nightbirds call

August is burning, the day runs fast

We drink it in, we make it last


Chorus

Summer nights, the air’s on fire

Singing all night long

Old guitars and wild desire

Everyone sings along, hey!

Summer nights, the city fades

Under the setting sun

Every kiss and every promise

Melts before it’s done


Verse 2

Fries and cola, the radio plays

Bonfire smoke drifts through the haze

Teenage hearts with the moon above

Nothing but time the taste of love

Skateboards crash on the empty square

Voices are rising, music there

Nothing but stars in the August sky

The night begins and never dies


Chorus

Summer nights, the air’s on fire

Singing all night long

Old guitars and wild desire

Everyone sings along, hey!

Summer nights, the city fades

Under the setting sun

Every kiss and every promise

Melts before it’s done


Bridge

Every town, in every place 

We’ve got smiles on every face 

Summer hums through every street 

Moving to the summer beat


Chorus

Summer nights, the air’s on fire

Singing all night long

Old guitars and wild desire

Everyone sings along, hey!

Summer nights, the city fades

Under the setting sun

Every kiss and every promise

Melts before it’s done

Comments

  • It's a curious idea, and you've turned the story on its head.

    I like the lyrics; it's a succession of scenes so summery and familiar to everyone that without realizing it, you're there, on an August night. @grounding

  • Strong imagery. It's leaning into common tropes and cliches, but I think it's meant to. You're evoking all those scenes and memories of summer from childhood onwards. Things that everyone recognizes.

    The chorus feels like it should have a good sing-a-long factor to it. Especially if they are sitting around a campfire with an old guitar!

    It has my favorite lines:

    Every kiss and every promise

    Melts before it’s done

    although those are almost the odd lines out. Everything else feels warm and dreamy, nostalgic, whilst those lines suggest unfulfilled potential.

    The Bridge feels a little weaker to me. It's not really introducing anything new. Maybe that would be a better spot for those more melancholy lines? Use it to deliberately introduce that other emotional feel.

    Well worth pursuing!

  • @RainyDayMan Thanks so much for the feedback! The nostalgic stuff and simple images were definitely on purpose — the original came out of a “sing-along Christmas song.” Since I usually write more reflective (or even sad) lyrics, I wanted to try something lighter and happier for once.

    Funny thing: the bridge is actually the only bit that survived from that Christmas version 😅 You’re right though, it doesn’t really add much yet. I’ll keep working on it — I don’t want it to end up too flat.

  • @MoraAmaroLaLoba : Thanks a lot! Glad the scenes came across that way — I was hoping to capture exactly that late-summer August night feeling

  • I really don't like Xmas songs , Everybody seems to write one on July

    looks pretty good

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