Paul Simon

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Such a Night

🎬 Song Insight

“Summer in the Fire Sky” is a faded Polaroid that still burns with color—a song about golden evenings, scraped knees, childhood dares, and the bittersweet speed of growing up. This track is sunlight through leaves, thunder in the distance, laughter echoing down streets you never quite left behind.
It captures that magical liminal space between safety and wildness: when the world felt endless, friends were forever, and every sunset seemed to set the whole sky on fire. The ache is real, but so is the warmth—the lyrics glow with hope, longing, and a secret promise: the memories you made are always waiting for you, just beyond the horizon. “Summer in the Fire Sky” isn’t afraid of melancholy. It celebrates it. Every chord and line is an open window back to the best parts of youth.

📝 Lyrics

Verse 1
once alive
i could play outside
sand between my toes
oh everyone knows
it was just how it goes
when the neighbors say hi
they all come to watch
the light danced in the sky

Verse 2
thunder shook the ground
distance claps how far the sound
a little longer for the danger
where every kid is no stranger

Pre-Chorus
fireflies filled the dark
flying by yellow light
and junebugs [laughing] “whatever that was”
it’s the summer that lasts forever
where childhood memories go to live
that same place we chase till the day we die

Chorus
the buzzing sound, yellow streets all a glow
before i knew what it was to grow
to stay that way, to play like yesterday
when my mind was empty and a life was free

Verse 3
those summer nights when heat was all around
tracking past the days that last
seeing stars and wishing hard
who would’ve thought that was the best part

Bridge
[chuckles] chasing a future that never lasts
just thoughts of yesterday as it passed
hold on tight, don’t ever let this go
it passes before, and then you know

Breakdown
parents preach to kids like they know
but every year older, they can’t help but outgrow
nothing to hold onto, nothing to slow them down
racing faster to capture their own sound

Outro
because in the end, that’s all we want
to be loved by the sound of being young
to play through our blood and maybe—
[jokingly] just maybe—have them see there’s no rush
just maybe
there’s no rush
“thanks"
"Don't forget to tip the wait staff—, especially that cute one—, yeah you"

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