1. |
I use to forget
03:52
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I always forget
That then is now
That tomorrow is
when you should rest satisfied
I use to forget
That change is required
That love and desire
Is hope
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2. |
In the shadows
03:21
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By the heart seeking
your caresses under the skin
In the shadows of a candle
that just burned out
a vase to crack into
by the heart seeking
your caresses under the skin
By the heart seeking
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3. |
At every daybreak
06:13
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At every day-break
night lays down all its words
in mouths of dew-drops
just as cautious as when children
make their gaze sing the praises
of all the secret dreams
All your dreams in dew-drops
Listen and find the world
Look at the day-drops and find
Find the world,
your dream, your world
Night lays down its words
Dreams
In the day-break all words turn
into tales in dew-drops, into tales
tales of the world, all tales
Tales of the world
Listen to words
to tales, tales in the world
All tales, tales in the world
Listen to tales of the world
Listen, wonder, find the world
Listen, wonder, listen to the world
Listen
Delighted words, dancing between
truths and all lies
When children sing again
dreams can be real
Day-drops are calling
Listen and wonder
All your dreams
Dreams
Dreams can be real
Dreams can be fair
Dreams can be fear
Dreams can be real
Can be real, can be real
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4. |
The day
04:27
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The day devours the dewdrops
Not a clue or not a sign is left behind
And waiting for the moment
when the light flees to heaven
the nomads of hope
keep on moving their camps
The dreams all fly at daybreak
but a clue and tiny signs are left behind
And waiting for the moment
when the light flees to heaven
The day devours the dewdrops ...
Our nomads of hope
only moving their camps
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5. |
Kindly winds
04:17
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Kindly winds just keep on growing
My heart leaps with joy I know it
Love to be
Come into leaves
Sleeping dreams
beyond the reality
Kindly winds keep on growing
in my heart
Keep growing
just keep growing
I feel it
I know
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6. |
Politics and dreams
05:02
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Sweet winds tender hopes
What are dreams made of
in such a world
where all is so hard to grasp
And where so many illusions are
In such a world
Feels like I´m walking on an edge
It seem so hard to find a path
So few things to really keep to
All is so hard to grasp
If anything real could always be there
A point of creation
suddenly just turns into nothing
So it comes and goes
So the mess take shape
and flows away
Armed forces against the hopes and beliefs
Politics of poetry
There might be some stuff for all human dreams
Poetry of politics
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7. |
Connections
04:13
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Just dive into the morning flow
What’s facing you? What is new?
What’s facing you?
Can you hear the sirens calling?
Are there wizards in the crew?
And when news are in the air
Will you hear them? Will you care?
Will you hear them?
Will you take a stand when matters are at stake?
Will you raise your voice for any urgent sake?
And are there moments to think twice?
To reach higher through advice?
To see questions between the lines?
To see connections between the many small and seemingly
Between the many small and seemingly
abandoned islands
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8. |
Breaking the circles
03:00
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Oh, I didn´t know
I didn´t know
Just circles in my mind
I didn´t know
What could I know
Something is wrong
It doesn´t feel alright
Something being there
in the middle
that you always have to go around
in the middle
To the calm glow of the sun
in the clarity of the vision
I am singing in your heart
Breaking the circles
Breaking the circles for a while
Oh, I didn´t know
I didn´t know
Just circles in my mind
I didn´t know
What could I know
Just circles in my mind
To the calm glow of the sun
In the clarity of the vision
You are singing in my heart
(Breaking the circles for a while)
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9. |
Hear my voice
06:18
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Hear my voice, I whisper you
Speak to me, I´ll sing for you
Touching you, touching
Hear my voice, I whisper you
Close your gaze, so heavy and blue
Clouds will bring us to a lively shore
Speak to me, I´ll sing for you
Tremblin´ words are coming through
Sky is resting on your shoulders
Hey, your arms, your silvery hair
Catch me up and play me near
Hold me tightly to your body
Hear my voice, I whisper you
Speak to me, I´ll sing for you
Clouds will bring us to a lively shore
Sky is resting on your shoulders
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10. |
Gloomy silvernight
05:12
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Early years, no fears
Waitings seeds and open ears
Later years, now fears
Waitings seeds and open ears
What will can bring a hidden light to glow,
help the hazy view get clear?
help the hazy view get clear?
That weird enigma burns in tender hope
Again there was a time, and that time is now
There was a longing, there was a cry, a cry
Coming so close to a promise
All the passion breaking through, breaking out
Breaking through and out, out of gloomy silver night
Out of gloomy silver night, silver night
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11. |
All nights
02:56
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All nights close down
just semblance remains
And when the night
never comes again, again
the semblance turns to a different night
to a hunting concentration
of the dreams
that were never
never set free
The semblance turns to a different night
to a hunting concentration
Paint reflections for the fears
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12. |
Water flowing
07:33
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Water flowing back to the Sea
Always flowing back to the Sea
Nineteen eighty-nine,
when the wall fell down in Germany,
in economy (“and in history”)
some went deaf and blind
some confused their minds
with nostalgia, or end of history
These were summernights, of hope
wine and music, all for the hope
These were nights of coming pain
People striving, all in vain.
And the history, never stopped that year
of eighty-nine, breaking just one divide,
All around the world, People face new walls,
in reality, and in mentality
Is there no coming, home for the world
just new victims, for the economy’s sword
Water flowing back to the Sea
Always flowing back to the Sea
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Nomads of hope Sweden
Ingemo Rylander sings and also plays recorder, tinwistle, bass, saz and harp. Johan Hedrén plays digital and analog synthesizers, pianos, mellotron, guitar, drums, wavedrum, darbouka and percussion. Lachen plays rhides, tambourine on ”Out of gloomy silvernight” and Toms on ”I always forget”. Johan Svärd plays cymbals on ”I always forget” and ”Kindly winds”. ... more
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