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Blomljud (Remastered 24​-​bit Audio)

by Moon Safari

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Leo John
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Leo John One of the most gorgeous albums of all time. Hard to pick a favourite. They're all made of awesome sauce! Favorite track: Methuselah's Children.
twimsatt
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twimsatt I can't get over the lush vocals. The instrumentation and composition is excellent but those vocals are unique and just beautiful!
Sven B. Schreiber (sbs)
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Sven B. Schreiber (sbs) This is exactly the kind of album I'm always searching for. It makes me happy. It makes me smile. Can't help... it's so fun-packed with catchy melodies and chords that never get boring. Even the 30-minute epic is of a kind that doesn't get dull after 3 plays. They name Yes as one of their main influences... fortunately, that's not that overt. Personally, I'd say there's much more heritage of Roine Stolt noticable in the music. Well... is it coincidence, that Blomljud means Flower Sound? ;-) Favorite track: Other Half of the Sky.
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Strange are the days, how they seem out of place, flowers spring in a row, to defeat the ridden snow Yet they exist without magic or tricks, when by chance loving June gasps for air and calls out: Bloom Life as is said goes up and down, we walk through the door a second time around to do what was said but never done We promised you gardens made of green Yet we’re lost in this tune, just men of the moon That sing for a world of constant bloom
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Hello beautiful May, the sun is here to stay It is good to be here on such a day Every day I turn a bit wiser, every day climbing a little higher And every day I turn more into someone I admire Walking on light as the wind, don’t need to be slim to fit in As the fountain of youth disappeared with the fruit, so the gardens closed, but it’s easy to get in Some people try to touch the stars Plastic fantastic such a farce While the universe expands to be untouched by human hands Immortality can’t be bought or can it really? Another day at the races, we try to stay ahead of the future that changes us, but we’re all mislead Or values are wrong, we think we can live forever but we won’t be here that long Well I don’t care anyway, gone tomorrow but still here today There are so many ways for the soul to find its home I guess it’s all in beliefs It’s God, it’s kharma, it is you and it is me And all of these flavours make a believer out of me Here I am doing fine, working my way outside the grand design Won’t line up like a barcode, this life is mine I’ll guess that what lies in the future will come to me in time Methuselah’s children, all gods in this playground souls are being part of the emotional wasteland Equal like seeds it’s the year of the great flood Wash away the dirt and the blood from our fingers Only one solution be apart of their religion find ourselves drowning in the ego of the many... we can’t swim... Look at those people they’re moving in circles collides at the edge of each turn Look at those people I really believe that their map is all wrong ”I was a star of a show long ago, do you know who I am, do you reminisce my face?” ”And I was a cog in a wheel ’twas a square, I was aiming at the moon, but I landed in your living room” Look at those people their circle is stretched into one fragile lemming like line Look at those people I cannot believe that we’re letting them drown Media creates an illusion of company but we will always be alone Empires rise and they fall during lunchtime, but this world is all that I have... Look at those people, Utopia waits for the blessed And the rest of us trying to cling to the beauty that’s left in this world Stand up and be counted once more They’re dividing the rich and the poor It will never be quite like the life you lived before Let them be nine hundred years, evolution halts noone cares When we’ll draw our last breath and they’re all cheating death Guess who’s free? When the tables have turned, the viewpoint is new I stand at the peak, my dreams have come true There is no enough, more is what moves me now and this mirror needs a change We’re all Methuselah’s children we wander the streets alone We watch as the world turns cold The toys we collect are fools gold - Farewell beautiful May, I don’t care anyway And that’s the price we pay Slowly consumed by a dream I resent, a future I could prevent if I only’d understand But I assume that as long as we’re here we just won’t really care Acting out the stupid nature of man...
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Bought a house in the countryside ’cause there’s no use for pens in the modern city society If you’d like you’d like you could follow me and we’ll both live free, you won’t be a slave to technology Will you follow me, to the countryside?
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Moonwalk 08:54
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Bluebells 10:18
Dancing on the feet of a miracle, while winter’s growing cold life seems almost cynical in the gardens of green and gold While the apples of eden are calling me, I sometimes just can’t believe, that man was made a replica of someone else’s dream Away to where the rainbow’s just a stoney throw away, where kings and queens assemble just to greet the world and say: bare witness to the princess as she lights her precious dome, and bluebells call you home Home, bluebells calling: Home A home to all the broken melodies, is a home where all the sunny skies, rime without a reason endlessly, just look at how the butter flies When the evensong sing through the mezzanine and the birds interrupt the trees, they were talking in the forest hatching up a scheme, when winter comes they’ll up and leaf To find the swirling oceans made of conscience and of clay, the weight of all this nonsense we must carry down the way, towards the great reunion of the apple and the crow, come on it is time to go Home, bluebells calling: Home Tell the trees of sunlight, tell the day of rain listen for the flutter rising up again Better off without a suitcase is the mind grasping at a moon beam, counting out the time I was only eight when magic touched my ears now it seems the only thing I hear is the everlasting chorus of a neverlasting dream locked inside my fantasy So listen up campers along with the rain, the promise of sunshine again With all that is pretty and all that is blue, the bluebell shines for you Somebody sold my blank endeavour, to the creatures that walk on the moon In time you´ll see the world at the speed of light, as we all set stones in bloom Dancing on the feet... The light has come to free this song of anything that goes the featherless magician shakes his head and tells us slow: the poet down on mainstreet can’t believe his sunken eyes A calling from the skies (Simon) I´ve never seen a brighter sun,(Petter) than the one the crow incorporated,(Pontus) into his painted rivers three, (Johan) as the apple reunites the broken melody Blue is my direction home, into a world where every ghostly figure, flutter round the cosmic tare, as we’ re dancing on the feet of miracles everywhere Where do flowers go when all is said and done do they hope and pray to find a second sun? With golden shores and amber painted skies, where poets run and bluebells call home I´ve never seen a better day, than the one that drove the clouds away, forever from this holy earth, and the bluebells simple words just resting in the dirt And finally it seems to me, this has got to be the place indeed, I´m just sitting in the gardens green, watch the blue above and simply dream my dreamy dream.
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I saw you dance alone down the waterline, you were searching for secrets lost in the setting sun I said just wait a while and you´ll understand, how the wintry warlord gave poets another try, to figure out the reasons why, it takes a laugh and a half to unveil your scarlet eyes She returned, was wearing that rose so well, broke down and cried because of the that had been up all day, At the movies there would have been rain, oh the bittersweet irony, rain replaced by tears Aint it funny how some things look so different from afar, when it comes to me and you, the mirror stole our perfect view,now there’s nothing left we can do, and the story’s done at last, for the ghost of flowers past I saw you shape the wings of a butterfly, ’til the colors fit like a puzzle already done but who am I to question the grand design, another headstone written to fix every broken rime, carved in the hands of time, for the singer inside to remind us of your life In a place where nothing’s real, let me tell you how I feel, did’nt know which heart to mend So here´s a drink to absent friends, for a love that never did end, and the story’s done at last, for the ghost of flowers past Memories of yesteryear is a part of you we´ll travel there, now the curtains call this day upon us, so ride this wave on wings of wondering why those scarlet eyes still haunt me today Back to the first day of summer, the flowers that past greet the sunlight again with a song, sung by angels of love So who am i now, in the distance I hear broken words, calling me to the rhythmless core, trapped forever in love with the girl on the shore In a place where nothing’s real I feel like telling you just why, we all drink to absent friends and for a love that never dies Aint it funny how the mirror makes sure perfect never last, it all starts and ends right here with you, my Ghost of flowers past I saw you dance alone down the waterline, I saw you shape the wings of a butterfly Now the riddle fits like a puzzle already done, though life had just begun I will meet you again on the shores where lovers run
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Standing on the roadside waving bye-byes Said I’m going where the wheels are a-moving Oh, come and take me far away from the city lights, city life... The moon shines bright in the seventh house In the slipstream we pass among the clouds With patches of peace, flowers in our hair The caravan’s moving, come aboard and join the band A time of love, the time of man Songs of hope for a promised land We’re gypsy sons all were born to run A world awaits us Universal guidance, travel down to Yasgurs farm... Hey! Pretty baby it’s gonna be alright Just put your little hand in mine And we’ll work it out ’til the morning light comes, now baby don’t you worry Freedom of speech on tongues of LSD Summer of love, love is all we need We’ll meet beneath the shady trees Echoes of better times resound a world away Chasing a dream of a golden past We dream alone so it couldn’t last The trees are bare they are all undressed The leaves will leave the body, by the hands of our friend the carpenter... Autumn steals the day away, put the dreams back in the grave And we couldn’t end the war, so don’t bring me anymore ... of your tired, hungry and poor Follow down the forest road, see the people without their daily loads. On meadows green, tranquility All were children of a thousand stars Mother we’ll build a different world, the revolution they’ve feared will start with words Still messengers of everlasting love Notes upon an empty door, says your Uncle wants you to win a war If he’ll reach to pull me in, then just tell him I’m on the farm Mother we’ll build a different world, the revolution is hear,we’ll start with words... I’m a messenger of everlasting love...
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Lady of the woodlands come dance in this rythm entwined I’m steady on my feet, though my head stands on bottles of wine The night is young you know I’m doing fine How now my love, why is your cheek so pale How chance the roses do fade? The course of true love’s never smooth So now what’s the use of chanting faint hymns to a cold fruitless moon Now let us dance our ringlets to the wind of the pipers new tune My fairy queen I saved a kiss for you I’ll follow you - And I will lead you about a round Sometime - A horse I’ll be, and other times a hound Follow me - I’ll be the flame that always burn Sometimes true - But I’ll be there at every turn If I should fall, carry me home to my house on the hill next til dawn I shouldn’t be drinking this night I won’t leave you alone Fate lacks no irony, Lady should stay off the wine I’ll be your legs if you’d please be my eyes... I serve you my fairy queen, tomorrow I’ll praise yesterdays dream But I’ll take all the blame, tomorrow I won’t remember your name
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There was once a golden forest, with secrets only known, to our three boys brave as could be, that reached it’s inner sea From one afternoon of duties, the decision came to me, to venture of the beaten path, where mother said to be How her words did haunt us when all green turned to black, the treetops sound their warning out: Passed here no turning back! For this forest you may leave, a simple quest for thee: Dive into the midnight sea, and find our golden key If we do, we trust you’ll help us to make our way back home, before morning breaks and mother wakes we had better sleep Sure thing said the sneeky trees, laughing amongst themselves, Did their mother ever say: You cannot trust a tree? So long to your flesh and bone, the key is out on loan Home, Home, make yourselves at home in this golden dome Still we’re trees, the sandman grieves, this dream will never leaf
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Part I - Written In The Stars Hope’s as high as the sun today once around the world, now coming your way The river runs down the beggars beach claimed the waining moon, now out of reach The street corner prince with the pockets of gold had a story to sell, but it remained untold One hand on the fence that grows ever so high There the grass is the same, still I want to the other side Time will tell if I’m the fool, that made the climb and left the pool People can barely stay afloat, they’re gonna need a bigger boat Three’s the line to change a man, to make the sun light up this land It is not a single fantasy when from solitude you lead me... to a brand new day, and a different game to play... I’ve been a bleeding heart on feet, spent my nights racing the streets The endless rain might take a pause, when there’s a reason and a course On open waters I set sail, to learn where others failed... Part II - The Meaning Of Success Did you fill them pages with a meaning to it all or did summer turn to fall? And your TV dinner got burned by shocking news, it left you with the blues When the evening comes and you’re alone, then it haunts you once again She’s not a lover just a friend There’s a fork in the road, late to work, now you’ll never get a raise Is that a smile upon your face? Who are you really gonna be? Do you know that the apple never falls far from the tree Hear the whispers in the wind A change’s gonna come and it might crown you the king How come people claim they want to live forever, when at work they can’t wait for the day to end? On friday night you reset you are drinking to forget all the worries of the week Dead men on their feet they have pulse but they have no heartbeat, just a shadow on the street John Doe of the show don’t you know that there’s no place left to go You will always be alone Will you find your own place in the wheel Will you do what they want you to, or do what you feel? And your wallet holds no thoughts There goes your freedom you’ve been bought... I turn the TV on again, the TV is my only friend Another Hugh Grant remedy, a happy end to set me free I turned my back on wonderland, I know that kingdom’s made of sand So here I am a foreign man, without a helping hand Ghostly figures casting doubt on all I thought I was about The laughing stops when I appear, the crowd is all in tears The forecast tells that summer’s gone Will I live to see another one? Or is it just a stupid test, to find the meaning of success I’m the rumour on your coffeebreak, I’m your first and last mistake I’m a poet in a dying world, noone will hear my dying words I’m the movie that you’ll never rent, I’m the ghost in the machine I am God, when it goes to hell, when it turns out good I’m not to blame I’m a drink that’s far too strong, perhaps you’d like another one? A small part of this life, and the meaning I’ve found Life goes up and life goes down... Part III - Child Inside The Man In the shadow of the bitter artist, the voice of reason speaks Aversion therapy wouldn’t help me to confront the child inside the man There ain’t no digits for how many times, a heart can be broken and fixed ”Hope’s as high as the sun today” Heard a rumour down at the nightclub, couldn’t help to spread the word Like fire through a corridor of paper, in print for the morning meal Suddenly the world’s a little smaller, and all else is larger than life ”Don’t leave me hanging upon the ageless door, up north the trial goes on forevermore.” I take the flowers away from my grave and I walk the primrose path beyond the aftermath We were ships that passed in the night and the lighthouse guided us home We won’t end up all alone I was tilting at windmills, and what you’re losing on the swings you gain on the roundabouts... I discovered that just round the bend lies the meaning of success, now this heart can finally rest Part IV - After All Talking to myself I no longer speak the truth I’m not fooling anyone I never left the pool I never once did say the words, I never understood the words But now they’re flowing naturally and I can see them perfectly I am first to join the fools parade, towards the sunset, lovers laneI’m blind but I am unafraid, I’m colors in the shade The wind that blows away the weight, broken backs now walking straight Headlong into future dreams, carry me downstream... The pair whose eyes shall never meet, they’re passing strangers in the street The ties that binds - They’re meant to be - It’s hope that moves their feet The pawn in black is standing still, survived the turmoil power of will The queen that held the heart of men, to be revived again I turned into a butterfly, spread my wings and learned to fly The puppet masters fading face, eleven sins to erase I know who I am gonna be, I fit into a different wheel Thanks to you I’ll be alright You’re the other half of the sky And hope’s as high as the sun today Once around the world, now coming your way Every day I’m loving you more In every way I’m loving you more How it grows the way it shines, it’s keeping me alive As infinity forms a line, into the love that I define Every day I’m loving you more In every way I’m loving you more How it shines beyond beliefs, brighter than the sun I am tired of the past, but I’ve a feeling that this will last...
11.
In the end begin again, start at one my friend, Taken round the second sun, seconds last as hours run, why do I fear the end when life has just begun? Wise men three on a bowl to sea, westward four degrees, time for dreams to move along, five o’ clock and darkness done, let us waste this day just watching the sun Sometimes it seems like the end of our days, lies in the grass by Methuselahs grave, simplest of answers gone til we say, What makes us human if children can’t play? Now the circles round we’ve come, nothing left unsaid Always said I’d travel far, follow what the caption read: Sailed beyond the sunset until the end

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released January 3, 2008

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Moon Safari is a Swedish progressive rock group formed in Skellefteå, Sweden, in 2003. The band focuses on vocal arrangements in the style of Gene Puerling and they willingly surrender to the spirit of 60s rock, pop and progressive rock music, previously invoked by the Beatles, the Beach Boys and Yes.

They have toured both Japan, North America and mainland Europe.
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