Lyrics
I dreamt about a tranquil Sunday drive
I had a dream of a calm Sunday drive.
A sensory lullaby
A soothing, sensory song.
We trade the comics, cartoons, and magazines
We exchange entertainment for a focus on car-related elements.
For pistons and gasoline
Shifting from leisurely activities to an appreciation of engines and fuel.
We see the road from the bedside
We observe the road from a resting place near sunlight.
Parked under the sunshine
Parked in the sunshine.
We feel the warmth of the engine so we climb inside
Feeling the warmth of the engine, we enter the vehicle.
And take it to the motorway
Embarking on a journey on the motorway.
Watch the clouds turn into faces it's fun to play
Clouds transform into faces, providing entertainment.
Shift the gears for years and age a single day
Shifting gears symbolizes the passage of time.
Until we spill onto Russian Hill
Reaching a destination, possibly metaphorical, Russian Hill.
Past cathedrals filled with God's favorite guests
Passing cathedrals with God's favored guests.
Dirty hands feel clean when dressed in their Sunday best
Feeling clean despite dirty hands when dressed in Sunday best.
Treeline village oh so heavenly
Describing a heavenly, treeline village.
Cross a bridge of gold to landscapes of juniper
Crossing a golden bridge to juniper-filled landscapes.
Only Eden is for millionaires
Highlighting that paradise is exclusive to millionaires.
Watch the clouds turn into faces its fun to play
Repetition of clouds turning into faces, emphasizing the joy of play.
Shift the gears for years and age a single day
Continuation of shifting gears, aging symbolically.
Until we spill onto Russian Hill
Reaching the dream destination, Russian Hill, again.
I'm pulling through the last stoplight
Approaching the last stoplight on the journey.
We head home past the shoreline
Heading home along the shoreline.
And through the rear view mirror it all melts away
Reflecting on the journey through the rearview mirror as it fades away.
'Til we're helpless
Feeling helpless or overwhelmed by the fading experience.
Watch the clouds turn into faces its fun to play
Reiteration of clouds turning into faces, emphasizing the playfulness.
(We're hopeless)
Expressing hopelessness.
We shift the gears for years and age a single day
Continuation of shifting gears, aging, and the passage of time.
(It fades away)
Emphasizing the ephemeral nature of the experience as it fades away.
For like curtains close this sunset matinee
Comparing the conclusion to the closing of curtains in a sunset matinee.
A dream fulfilled on Russian Hill
Describing the dream as fulfilled upon reaching Russian Hill.
Comment