Rookie Dreaming from Honest Life by Courtney Marie Andrews

I was singin’ with the choir on the train,
I was a travelin’ man,
I did not yet have a name,
I was a 1960s movie,
I was a one night love story,
I was a you will never see me again.

I was movin’ too fast to see all the paintings in Paris,
Or the sunrise in Barcelona,
I was too broke, too shallow to dive deep,
Too busy carrying the weight of everything.

Young with nowhere to be,
But you can’t get far for free,
This ain’t no rookie dreaming,
This ain’t no rookie dreaming,

I was on the hunt for visions out of reach,
All those daydreamin’ mornings,
All the wishful goodnight thinking.
I have steered through every dark alley,
In hopes of a light at the end that I could see.

Young with nowhere to be,
But you can’t get far for free,
This ain’t no rookie dreaming,
This ain’t no rookie dreaming.

I am sitting all alone on this train
I am a passenger to somewhere,
I do not yet know the name.
I am a 1960s movie,
I am an unwritten story,
I am a when will I see you again?

• Folk
• americana
• country
• indie
• singer-songwriter
• songwriter
• Nashville