Strolling
Nightly Wanderings: Embracing the Unknown with Nick Roberts
Lyrics
The wonders of what's in store
The anticipation of future experiences and events.
Yet we don't know what we're looking for
Uncertainty about the specific desires or goals in life.
We've been strolling through the night
Engaging in a leisurely walk during the nighttime.
Guided only by a single starlight
Reliance on a singular source of guidance, perhaps symbolic.
Through the garden, through the street
Navigating various environments, from gardens to streets.
Acting like we've got nowhere to be
Behaving as if there is no specific destination or purpose.
Yeah we're strolling through the night
Continuing the nighttime stroll.
Waiting only for the orange sunrise
Awaiting the sunrise, symbolizing a new beginning.
Two new footsteps with a blind intent
Two individuals moving forward without a clear goal.
Walking around losing count of where we started
Wandering without keeping track of the starting point.
Will our cause remain or fade away (fade away)
Questioning the persistence or fading of a particular cause.
Sounds like a worry for another day
Suggesting that worrying about the future is a concern for another time.
The messenger and the fleet (and the fleet)
Referring to a messenger and a fleet of unknown significance.
Descend towards the scene
A descent towards a scene, possibly a metaphorical journey.
Singing words we don't know in harmony
Singing unknown words in harmony, emphasizing unity despite uncertainty.
We listen to them all night
Devoting the night to listening to these harmonious sounds.
The heat of the night on our skin
Feeling the warmth of the night against the skin.
Two sets of footsteps never out of sync
Two sets of footsteps always in sync, suggesting companionship.
Yeah there's nothing on my mind
Having an empty mind, devoid of specific thoughts or concerns.
Waiting only for the orange sunrise
Anticipating the sunrise once again.
Two new footsteps with a blind intent
Continuation of footsteps with a purpose that remains unclear.
Walking around losing count of where we started
Wandering without keeping track, raising questions about direction.
Are we searching for something?
Pondering the existence of a purpose or goal in the journey.
Searching for nothing?
Considering the possibility of searching for nothing.
Waiting for the new day
Awaiting the arrival of a new day, emphasizing hope and renewal.
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