El Dorado
Chasing El Dorado: A Journey Through Midnight, Miles, and Silver Linings
Lyrics
Mornin' side of midnight, 'nother state line comin' up
Morning after midnight, approaching another state border
It's down to the truckers, the troopers, and troubadours like us
Dependent on truckers, law enforcement, and wandering musicians like us
I'm out of coffee, Andy's burnin' his last cigarette
I'm out of coffee, Andy is smoking his last cigarette
And the needle's droppin', but the tank ain't empty yet
The music is playing, but the fuel in the tank isn't depleted yet
We can't stop now, can't stop now
We are compelled to continue, unable to halt our journey
No we can't stop now, El Dorado
Referencing an unknown, perhaps metaphorical place named "El Dorado"
Hotel paper full of songs I write for you
Documenting songs written for someone on hotel paper
Highway sailor, miles and miles to sing 'em to
A traveler on the highway, covering miles to perform these songs
That silver lining', oh no it ain't hidin' on no map
The positive aspect isn't hidden and can't be found on any map
I gotta find it, I'll pull it down and bring it back
Determined to discover it, bring it back, and make it evident
We can't stop now, can't stop now
The urgency to continue persists
No we can't stop now, El Dorado
Reiteration of the inability to cease the journey
We can't stop now, can't stop now
Continued emphasis on the persistence of the journey
No we can't stop now, El Dorado
Reiteration of the inability to cease the journey
We can't stop now, can't stop now
The persistent drive to keep moving forward
No we can't stop now, El Dorado
Reiteration of the inability to cease the journey
We can't stop now, can't stop now
Continued emphasis on the persistence of the journey
No we can't stop now, El Dorado
Reiteration of the inability to cease the journey
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