Summer 1957

03:45
Avery Hill
09/01/2015
Avery Hill

Story

I wrote this quirky little song in the voice of my father as a child growing up with black and white television. He re-lived a lot of his own childhood with us when we were kids and it created for this mutual sense of nostalgia between us. Little did I know how much I would learn about him through the writing of this song and story.

Lyrics

Headlights crawl across my ceiling

Wait for mom and dad to get home

But I never could sleep on these hot summer nights

So I creep the carpet down stairs on tip toe

 

By day, I play ball on the green grass lawn

Drink from red Coke bottles and chew pink bubble gum

But here in the black of our living room

I am in orbit around a single white sun

Who will I find when I turn the knob?

A gigantic alien? The Thing? Or the Blob?

 

Now the moon perfectly framed in the window

The screens leave the night exposed, I settle in

With a glass of milk and a plate of oreos

Waiting for the show to begin

 

Tonight, it’s the Creature from the Black Lagoon

A man in a fish suit on the screen

But I’ve never been so afraid in my life

I can’t bear to look, but I can’t wait to see

His face when he surprises her in the hotel

And the look of disappointment when she cries for help

 

Now the moon perfectly framed in the window

The screens leave the night exposed, I settle in

With a glass of milk and a plate of oreos

And I don’t want the show to end

 

Sometimes I wonder - is that what I have?

Am I just another mistake from the lab

And could I be an alien and could that be why

My numbers and letters at school make me cry?

 

Headlights crawl across my ceiling

Mom tucks the sheets around my bed

But I can never sleep on these hot summer nights

And I don’t want the show to end