WILD NIGHTS [SSC8 Poetry Challenge]

[Verse 1 – half-sung, deadpan, close-mic'd, riding the jangle] Wild nights wild nights if you were here with me wild nights would be the only luxury [Chorus – vocal lifts, doubled, slapback kicks in] Forget the wind a heart that's found its shore done with the compass done with the chart [Verse 2 – drops back, more intimate] Drifting through something golden god the open sea if I could just arrive tonight land somewhere in thee [Chorus – same energy, maybe slightly bigger] Forget the wind a heart that's found its shore done with the compass done with the chart [Bridge – stripped back, guitar leads, vocal almost spoken] every wave was heat on asphalt every shore was just the next road out but tonight the shimmer's got your shape in it [Chorus – fullest version, snare heavier, vocal pushed] Forget the wind a heart that's found its shore done with the compass done with the chart [Outro – guitar leads, vocal half-whispered, long ride out] wild nights wild nights wild nights wild nights wild nights wild nights ---- Emily Dickinson wrote "Wild Nights – Wild Nights!" as a sailor fantasizing about coming into port—the harbor as the person, arrival as the thing the whole poem aches toward but never reaches. DRYLAND is a landlocked surf rock project. The distance is the point. This is what longing sounds like when you're nowhere near the coast. Audio upload: https://suno.com/s/H4hrP4eObh4ziSEK