Mr. Keen - Nomads Lyrics

Confined to highlands, barren altitudes, as fugitives
Alas, the high-handed attitudes of hostile natives
Hills overgrazed, past worshippers of molten sun
Modern-day shepherds see no stars on the horizon

Of a warrior ancestry, too proud to beg or be ruled
And too dumb to steal, simplicity apt to be ridiculed
Their leaders, those whores warming city nights
A nomad out in the cold is ignorant of basic rights

Away from city circles, not vying for any throne
Ignored people pitching tents in the twilight zone

See their arms outstretched, say they are "Free to Own"
They are "Free to Express" say, when nomads moan

Their jealous god, that foster parent inspires no hate
These fatalists walk the pathless paths of fate
Called barbarous and savage, living in Stone Age
Never picked they guns for mindless carnage

Starved eyes never blurred the line of bad and good
Wet eyes scan the day, searching for dry wood
Uncorrupted, they buy no ideologies they can sell
Trapped in survival, all is well that ends well

Like broken-winged birds given the freedom to roam
Earth-borne have no hearth, a place called home

See their arms outstretched, say they are "Free to Own"
They are "Free to Express" say, when nomads moan

Sleepless under starless skies, wearing sequins trinkets
Knotting shiny coins in the corners of black blankets
Women concerned with milking, cooking, pleats
Drudging men unconcerned as long as baby eats

Trees offer no shelter, why weep for a weeping willow
Try sleeping in the pouring rain with arm as pillow
Spirits dwindling, they are struggling in climes harsh
Discarded by cruel times like dead dogs in a marsh

Seeds rot in a languid gene pool, meat begets bone
Into solitary confinement thrown, they die unknown

See their arms outstretched, say they are "Free to Own"
They are "Free to Express" say, when nomads moan

Broken-winged birds given the freedom to roam
Earth-borne have no hearth, a place called home
Seeds rot in a languid gene pool, meat begets bone
Into solitary confinement thrown, they die unknown

See their arms outstretched, say they are "Free to Own"
They are "Free to Express" say, when nomads moan
See their arms outstretched, say they are "Free to Own"
They are "Free to Express" say, when nomads moan

When nomads moan
When nomads moan
When nomads moan
When nomads moan

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When nomads moan
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When nomads moan
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When nomads moan
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When nomads moan
When nomads moan
When nomads moan