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SONG: Long Night
“Long Night” by Guster is a good song, and very quotable. As an example, “..Like the first word by your first born, landscape transformed, by the virgin light.” I mean, damn.
The original format is good.. for those of us who need a strong beat to get through the work day, I would highly recommend the Dim Sum remix, as embedded here.
Getting back to the lyrics, I usually cheat. I listen to the whole song, I enjoy the whole song, but what the hell they’re talking about [ in totality ] I might skip the message. I like the sentences. Like one at a time.
That said, there’s a clinger in Guster’s ‘Long Night’ that resonates, but it has a negative connotation. And as negative as I can be, I don’t dig it. For the record, the song [ holisticaly ] I’m pretty sure is moving beyond this negative note. Literally saying, “But now I finally see the sun, drew out my wings flew over high tide, it looks much different in the daylight.” I too like things in the daylight.
But the poet in me, if there is one, appreciates, “Give up, give in, and call it fate.” But I can’t post this without calling out that this should be read as SARCASM. So do it. Give up. Give in. Call it fate. And then be like, “haha. J . K . ” I got this. You got this.