Dreams of the San Joaquin
Harvesting Dreams in the Valley: Linda Ronstadt's San Joaquin Tale
Lyrics
I'm sending you some money
I am sending you some money
I wish it could be more
I wish I could send more
But it's harder than I thought
It's challenging to find the job I came here for
To find the work I came here for
Describing the difficulty of finding desired work
This place is just as pretty
The place is as beautiful as expected
As I pictured it to be
Comparing the actual beauty to the mental image
But a man in need of work's
Unemployed individuals are common here
An all too common sight to see
Expressing the prevalence of job seekers
Each morning as the trucks roll in
Describing the arrival of trucks in the morning
A lucky few climb on
Only a fortunate few find work
And the rest of us are left to wonder
Others are left wondering about their dreams
Where the dream has gone
Reflecting on the disappearance of dreams
Where the dream has gone
Reiterating the loss of dreams
They say the Sierra melts with the rain
Describing the Sierra Mountains melting with rain
To race through the valley like blood through the vein
Depicting the flow of rain through the valley
Turning the lowland from golden to green
Changing landscapes from golden to green
To harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin
Symbolizing the perpetual harvesting of dreams
Every day I struggle
Expressing daily struggles with distance and fear
With the distance and the fear
The fear of not returning or bringing a loved one
That I will not return
Highlighting the emotional challenges
Or find a way to bring you here
Emptiness and spirit decline with absence
My emptiness grows deeper
Describing the deepening sense of emptiness
I feel my spirit fall
Feeling a decline in personal spirit
As night comes like a blanket
Night brings no sleep, emphasizing restlessness
It brings no sleep at all
Struggling with insomnia and night anxiety
I only hope that time will find
Hoping that time will resolve difficulties
A way to work things out
Optimism about overcoming challenges
We will be together
Anticipation of being together in a dreamed life
In the life we dream about
Envisioning a shared life of dreams
Life we dream about
Reiterating the life they dream about
They say the Sierra melts with the rain
Repeating the imagery of Sierra Mountains melting
To race through the valley like blood through the vein
Emphasizing the flow through the valley
Turning the lowland from golden to green
Continuing the metaphor of changing landscapes
To harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin
Perpetual harvesting of dreams in the San Joaquin
We'll harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin
Commitment to harvesting dreams indefinitely
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