I'm Not There Yet - an Original Song

An original song about the place we're all trying to reach—and what happens when you realize the wanting might be the point. 🎵 "I'll keep the dream in sight, but I'll never arrive…" A meditation on ambition, contentment, and the voices that tell us to settle versus the ones that tell us to keep climbing. If you've ever wondered whether you're chasing too much or just enough, this one's for you. 📝 Lyrics below. 💬 Tell me in the comments: do you settle, or do you keep climbing? [Verse 1] I have never seen it, but I know that it is there, A country where your dreams can light the night, Where all of my wishes are floating in the air, And all of my troubles turn out alright. [Chorus] There's a place I don't yet know, But I know I want to go— Mountain peaks and forest trees, Carried on a gentle breeze, Quiet lakes and winding streams, I can see it in my dreams. [Verse 2] I look to the lake and see fish swimming by, I look to the sky and see birds on the wing, To swim like a fish is a thing I would try, To fly like a bird is a wonderful thing. [Chorus] There's a place I don't yet know, But I know I want to go— Mountain peaks and forest trees, Carried on a gentle breeze, Quiet lakes and winding streams, I can see it in my dreams. [Verse 3] I have to ask myself, am I being greedy? Should I stop my striving and just go to sleep? Do the people around me believe that I'm needy? Maybe simple's the truth, I'm thinking too deep. [Bridge] There's a voice that's speaking in each ear, But which one to follow isn't clear. If I settle, will they say it's high time? Or should I continue my climb? [Verse 4] Maybe I'll settle, or maybe keep striving, Maybe I've got as good as it can get, Maybe I ought to continue thriving— Wherever I'm going, I'm not there yet. [Chorus] There's a place I don't yet know, But I know I want to go— Mountain peaks and forest trees, Carried on a gentle breeze, Quiet lakes and winding streams, I can see it in my dreams. [Outro] I'll keep the dream in sight, but I'll never arrive, And the sorrow I feared turned out to be slight— The reaching's the thing that keeps me alive, And the wanting was never a fight. #originalsong #singersongwriter #acousticmusic