No More Gold
Unearthing Dreams Beyond Golden California
Lyrics
Those lonesome Great Plains
The desolate and solitary Great Plains.
Wind howls, the trees shake
The wind is making a loud, mournful sound, causing the trees to shake.
Rustle and write American dreams on my mind
The sound of rustling leaves evokes thoughts about American dreams.
Across the Rio Grande
Refers to crossing the Rio Grande river.
I'm heading out west, dreamland
Heading towards a dreamlike state out west.
Luminous lights lifting the dark from the night
Bright lights are dispelling the darkness of the night.
I'm slipping through the cracks
Feeling unnoticed or overlooked.
Fade to black
Transitioning into a state of darkness or obscurity.
There's no more gold left in California
Metaphorically stating the absence of opportunities or riches in California.
Trails gone cold weather's getting warmer
Trails have gone cold, indicating lost pathways and a changing climate.
The city split my head
The city has caused mental distress or turmoil.
Mojave sweats they leave my heart to chance
Hot and dry conditions in the Mojave Desert, leaving emotions vulnerable.
Vultures loom above
Vultures symbolize predatory or opportunistic elements in life.
Feeding off a naive love
Exploitation by others due to naive love or innocence.
True tragedy mounted by my misery
A tragic situation worsened by personal suffering.
Empty nights him
Lonely nights without a significant other.
Silence seals my fire succumbs
Quietness leading to the extinguishing of passion or enthusiasm.
Lost in the wild scared of the dark like a child
Feeling lost and vulnerable in the untamed wilderness.
I'm slipping through the cracks
Similar to line 7, feeling unseen or unnoticed.
Bring me back
A plea to be brought back from obscurity.
There's no more gold left in California
Reiterating the absence of opportunities or riches in California.
Trails gone cold weather's getting warmer
Continued reference to lost trails and changing weather.
The city split my head
Repetition of the distress caused by the city.
Mojave sweats they leave my heart
Repetition of emotional vulnerability due to the harsh Mojave conditions.
It's still a hell of a view
Despite challenges, the view is still impressive or beautiful.
I hope I don't lose it
Fearing the possibility of losing the appreciation for the view amidst struggles.
I'm making my own way through
Striving to create one's own path despite difficulties.
Lord knows
An acknowledgment of the uncertainties and challenges faced.
There's no more gold left in California
Reiteration of the absence of opportunities or riches in California.
Trails gone cold weather's getting warmer
Continued reference to lost trails and changing weather conditions.
The city split my head
Repetition of the mental distress caused by the city.
Mojave sweats they leave my heart to chance
Repetition of emotional vulnerability in the harsh Mojave conditions.
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