FAWM: "Love in the Middle of a Dumpster Fire"

Love in the Middle of a Dumpster Fire

2025 by @scubed

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Liner Notes

Every year during FAWM I write a love song for my husband. They're usually a little schmaltzy. Not this year. It feels surreal to be doing normal things like planning Valentine's dinner when the United States is on the precipice of ceasing to exist as we have known it. So this year I wrote a love song for the coming apocalypse.

#bluesy #girlwithguitar #political #lovesong

Lyrics

Love in the Middle of a Dumpster Fire ©️2025 - words and music by Sharon Stepler

First thing every morning I scroll through all the news But staying well-informed gives me A bad case of the blues Every day is worse and worse They're shredding all our rights But I've got you and you've got me And we've still got our nights

The whole damn world is falling apart So baby love me right This train is sliding off the track Let's hold each other tight Let's put aside our angst for now and give in to desire We got Love in the middle of a dumpster fire Love in the middle of a dumpster fire

I remember Tricky Dick I remember Watergate I recall assassinations And the fires of '68 But I swear that I have never seen A crazy time like this Yeah, we'll resist those bastards But right now I need a kiss

Bridge: I don't know how long we can take it I don't know if our country will make it No time to hesitate It soon may be too late

Comments

@jamkar 2025

Make love not war! This song resonates sooo much with my views. This is real blues/folk/protest. Your high vocals are nicely sung Sharon!

@frozenlonesome 2025

Nice love song in the middle of it all. As a Canadian teenager, I had a weird fascination with Watergate. Shocking that it seems so innocent now. Hoping for the best for everyone. Even in dark times, art will shine the light.

@howthenightcame 2025

your poignant song had me scrambling for my copy of the short novel "invisible cities":

“The inferno of the living is not something that will be. If there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno, and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of the inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space.” -- Italo Calvino (Invisible Cities)