Rookie Dreaming
Journey of Unseen Roads: Courtney Marie Andrews' Tale of Youthful Wanderlust
Lyrics
I was singing with the choir on the train
I was part of a choir singing while on a train.
I was a traveling man, I did not yet have a name
I was a traveler without a defined identity.
I was a 1960's movie, I was a one-night love story
I embodied the essence of a 1960's movie, a brief love story.
I was a "you'll never see me again"
I projected an attitude of "you'll never see me again."
I was moving too fast to see
My pace was too fast, hindering my ability to observe.
All the paintings in Paris or the sunrise in Barcelona
I overlooked significant experiences like Parisian paintings or Barcelona sunrises.
I was too broke, too shallow to dive deep
Financially and emotionally strained, I couldn't delve into deeper aspects of life.
Too busy carrying the weight of everything
I was burdened by the weight of various responsibilities.
Young with nowhere to be
Youthful and carefree, with no specific destination.
But you can't get far for free
Despite the lack of obligations, progress comes at a cost.
This ain't no rookie dreaming
The dreaming is not naive or inexperienced.
This ain't no rookie dreaming
Emphasizing again that the dreaming is seasoned and mature.
I was on the hunt for visions out of reach
I sought unattainable visions, perhaps symbolic aspirations.
All those daydreaming mornings
Reflecting on mornings filled with daydreams.
All the wishful goodnight thinking
Nights spent wishing for a better future.
I have steered through every dark alley
I navigated through challenges, hoping for a visible resolution.
In hopes of a light at the end I could see
Searching for a guiding light at the end of the metaphorical tunnel.
Young with nowhere to be
Youthful and carefree, still with no specific destination.
But you can't get far for free
Reiterating that progress comes with a price.
This ain't no rookie dreaming
Emphasizing the maturity of the dreaming, not inexperienced.
This ain't no rookie dreaming
Reiterating the seasoned nature of the dreaming.
I am sitting all alone on this train
Alone on a train, contemplating an uncertain destination.
I am a passenger to somewhere, I do not yet know the name
A passenger with an unknown destination, still in search of identity.
I am a 1960's movie, I am an unwritten story
Continuing the theme of embodying a 1960's movie, an unfinished story.
I am a "when will I see you again?"
Expressing uncertainty about when a reunion will occur.
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