Approaching Ennui
Jul. 28th, 2001 07:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rejectomorphThe summer, passing, draws me deeper into it's languor. Day itself is turgid with heat. All I want to do is listen to Duke Ellington's solo piano ballads and read Mallarme.
Soon will come nights when lightning will flash in the mountains to the north, with no sound of thunder. The heavy air will muffle even nearby sounds, and I will doze undisturbed beneath an indigo sky, watching the milky way unfurl.
Let days diminish. Summer nights provide as much light as I need.
Soon will come nights when lightning will flash in the mountains to the north, with no sound of thunder. The heavy air will muffle even nearby sounds, and I will doze undisturbed beneath an indigo sky, watching the milky way unfurl.
Let days diminish. Summer nights provide as much light as I need.
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Date: 2001-07-28 08:15 pm (UTC)Summer Lovin', happened so fast
I met a girl crazy for me
Met a boy cute as can be
Summer days, drifting away, but oh, oh, those summer
nights
A-well-a-well-a-well-a ugh!
Tell me more, tell me more, did ya get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car?
She swam by me, she got a cramp.
He ran by me, got my suit damp.
Saved her life, she nearly drowned.
He showed off, splashing around.
Summer sun, something's begun, but oh, oh those summer
nights
A-well-a-well-a-well-a ugh!
Tell me more, tell me more, was it love at first
sight?
Tell me more, tell me more, did she put up a fight?
Took her bowling in the arcade
We went strolling, drank lemonade
We made out under the dock
We stayed out 'till ten o'clock
Summer fling, don't mean a thing, but oh, oh, those
summer nights
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Tell me more, tell me more, but you don't gotta brag
Tell me more, tell me more, 'cause he sounds like a
drag
Shu-de-bop-bop (4x)
He got friendly, holdin' my hand
Well she got friendly down in the sand
He was sweet, just turned eighteen
She was good, you know what I mean
Summer heat, boy and girl meet, but oh, oh, those
summer nights
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Tell me more, tell me more, how much dough did he
spend?
Tell me more, tell me more, could she get me a friend?
It turned colder, that's where it ends
So I told her, we'd still be friends
Then we made our true love vow
Wonder what she's doing now
Summer dreams, ripped at the seams, but oh, oh, those
summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more!
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Date: 2001-07-29 03:25 am (UTC)Am I too isolated?
Or am I just too old?
Greece!
Date: 2001-07-29 11:09 am (UTC)John Travolta? Olivia Newton John?
Re: Greece!
Date: 2001-07-29 06:50 pm (UTC)