Glorieta
Glorieta Escape: Journey to Freedom in Matt Hillyer's Melody
Lyrics
Big D, you're killin' me you really got me down
Expressing frustration with the city of Dallas ("Big D"), feeling down and overwhelmed.
I really wanna see you in my rear view, rollin' out of town
Desire to leave Dallas and see the city in the rearview mirror while leaving town.
I'm tired of your Plano downtown cliff dwellin' Deep Ellum Blues - spread the news
Fatigued with various aspects of Dallas, including Plano, downtown, cliff-dwelling, and Deep Ellum Blues.
That I'm runnin' for the hills, and I ain't stopping lest I have to cool my shoes
Expressing determination to escape to the hills, avoiding any stops unless necessary.
I have seen the red rock canyons of New Mexico
Recalling experiences in the red rock canyons of New Mexico.
Sangre de Cristo, I'm headed west, as fast as I can go
Heading west rapidly, referencing Sangre de Cristo mountains, seeking recovery for the soul.
I'm taking what's left of me, in search of some recovery for my soul - I gotta roll
Taking the remaining strength on a journey for personal healing.
If I don't get to Glorieta, it's a sure fire bet I'm gonna lose control
Stressing the importance of reaching Glorieta to avoid losing control.
Glorieta, I can hear your calls to me echo through the canyon, singing out my name
Hearing a metaphorical call from Glorieta, echoing through the canyon, invoking a strong connection.
Even better when the nighttime falls, like the ghost of some old rebel or the whistle of a train
Highlighting the allure of Glorieta, especially during the night, with comparisons to a rebel's ghost or a train whistle.
And a sky so full of stars, just as far as I can see
Describing a sky filled with stars in Glorieta.
Glorieta, let me tell ya, in your arms is where I wanna be
Expressing a deep desire to be in Glorieta's arms.
I want to wake up and step outside my door
Expressing a longing to wake up in a tranquil environment outside the city.
Breathe in that mountain air, where city sounds just can't be heard no more
Craving the mountain air and escaping the noise of the city.
Cause I can't take those brick breaking traffic jamming jack hammering blues - spread the news
Expressing an inability to tolerate the stress and noise of city life.
That I'm headed cross the state line into mountain time, before I blow my fuse
Deciding to cross the state line into mountain time to avoid reaching a breaking point.
Glorieta, I can hear your calls to me echo through the canyon, singing out my name
Reiterating the echoing calls from Glorieta, emphasizing a strong connection.
Even better when the nighttime falls like the ghost of some old rebel or the whistle of a train
Describing the enchanting atmosphere of Glorieta at night with poetic comparisons.
And a sky so full of stars, just as far as I can see
Repeating the imagery of a star-filled sky in Glorieta.
Glorieta, let me tell ya, in your arms is where I wanna be
Reiterating the desire to be in Glorieta's embrace.
Glorieta, let me tell ya, there ain't no place that I'd rather be
Affirming Glorieta as the preferred place to be.
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