African Jasmine

I dreamed of you in the desert dust

In a war-torn land condemned

All the way from Mogadishu

To old Jerusalem

 

See the villages they are burning

Hear the screams of mice and men

Smell that sweet jasmine blooming

Watch the ghost of freedom descend

 

Well, God is in His heaven

He’s there when the wind does bend

But power and greed and corruptible sin

Is the devil’s dividend

 

Now, I’m staring at the window

Watching the February clouds ascend

Listening to the last crescendo

Trying to make amends

 

I hear your voice in honey dew

Your perfect words transcend

All the way from Notting Hill

To the last World’s End

 

Nomad Speaks

Remember that day when your father died

Lost in the moment you swallowed your pride

Embraced your loved ones blacker than white

A spirit stronger than hatred was at work that night

 

Wrap up your heart

And open your soul

Empty your sins

Until you feel whole

Hush for a moment

As the violet shrieks

Look to the skies

And Nomad Speaks

 

Remember that day when you found out the truth

Lost in the moment you didn’t need proof

All those tears shed on the Wall were shed in vain

In this life nothing learnt means nothing is gained

 

Wrap up your heart

And open your soul

Empty your sins

Until you feel whole

Hush for a moment

As the violet shrieks

Look to the skies

And Nomad Speaks

 

Remember that day when the axe came right down

Lost in the moment as it split open your crown

Blood ran in torrents across your eyes and your face

But the true love of others was your saving grace
 

Wrap up your heart

And open your soul

Empty your sins

Until you feel whole

Hush for a moment

As the violet shrieks

Look to the skies

And Nomad Speaks