Another song about a place I’ve never visited.
When I was a kid, I used to play on a European geography program on my computer. I learned all the capitals, imports and exports, and the location of every European country, at least, as of the early 90s (Bonn was still the capital of Germany and Yugoslavia was still one country).
One of the European capital names that always fascinated me was the capital of Slovenia, called Ljubljana. How do you even pronounce that name? It looks so cool though! I would wonder to myself. (I know now: lyoo-blee-yah-na)
Last year, I had a dream that I was wandering around that city with my best friend Valerie. I’ve never even seen pictures of that city, but there we were in my dream, wandering around an old cobblestoned city. I felt like I needed to write a song about this dream, especially when I began reading about the history of Ljubljana. Religious wars. Being split up during World War II by a barbed wire fence to keep out the resistance. Earthquakes. Fires. Floods. Constant foreign invaders.
This city has been through it all, it seems.
I likened it to the personal struggles that Valerie and I have gone through in our lives. And despite all of the bad things that happen to us, we keep going. Just like the city. Those struggles become a part of your history. Just like in a city like Ljubljana.