Nicke Borg Homeland - Spoken Words | Текст песни

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Just a couple of weeks ago I was out walking on the west coast. Everything felt real, you know the way things feel real when you are really close to something stronger than you. I was just a small fraction in something old and beautiful talking to me through the wind and the water.

My mind went silent and the wind forced me to think of nothing. The infinite grays and blues mixed with looking for treasures with my boy. Im keeping these moments of peace for harder times to come.

Nature is not sleeping anymore. It's no longer possible to ignore the reactions to our way of life. We have to become wiser, small things can sometimes be of most importance. Just think about all the moments in a day where we interact with others and make a difference. Maybe even a big difference. Who knows. Planning an idea in another persons head through an act or by words. Not that I truly like when my neighbor screams that she needs money cigarettes, but I hear her. Loud and clear. We make tiny prints in each others reality.

It's important to think and care about things of less importance. This is the first time I'm creating without having to compromise. Mind blowing to live every second with the music and just allow it to find it's own ways, just like I found my way. We all have to take a moment to even see all the different ways presented to us by life itself.

If every 24 hours is a trip on a highway we have to make sure, that there is enough stops on our daily ride for good food, for reflections, for love, rest and inspirations.
In these days of information overloads so many forget what it was they wanna to think about, listen to or do. I try to stay close to myself. Can be hard sometimes just because the defect there is so much to do and so little time in a day.

The creating mind never sleeps, always collecting, saving, developing, connecting. There's a fine line between taking care of yourself so that you can care for others or doing it the other way around. Can a person handle the opportunity to do exactly what comes to mind on a daily bases? Maybe if we didn't have others surround us, influencing our actions we would all go mad, forget to eat and go missing in our own minds.

This day, today will never come back. It's an blessing to be alive on this day, to be loved on this day, to see people I love on this day, to create on this day something new that never existed before. Today I'm gonna buy myself a stove for an old house where I sometimes have a rest. People lived in this house for 300 years. You can see how their hands formed the wood around the handles and their feet walked the floors. They were fighting for survival in a way that I would never have to. Living in an area where a dry summer can lead to a year of starving. Loosing their children at birth is still a reality for lots of people in our world.
sight

This house reminds me of basic needs. Everybody should have one. Have an ice cold shower of sight in a twilight. Here all the wild animals make their night sounds, sleep in total silence, in a bed or several (…died in all nature?) or other things. And then go back, jump right into the infernal of a major city. Go with the flow and just feel completely whole.