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Bad Dreams comes from wanders through Anadolu, loosely translated as “mother lode,” while war begat more war just across the border... the haunting ruins of 5000 years tipped, torn, turned to rubble, piled atop one another reminds one how life buries life alive while the stunningly rich landscapes, valleys with orchards of olive, pomegranate, almond, grape crowned in sculpted stone wearing snow reveal why we've crossed roads and swords here for thousands of years... as the song says,“...where nothing is revered, everyone dreams in fear...”

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Bad Dreams

Darkness takes the valley
The knight crawls into town.
He knows they’re all surrounded,
He tries to warn the crown.
Stars fall out of heaven,
Moon comes tumbling down,
Where nothing is as it seems,
Everyone has bad dreams.

A breeze moans through the trees,
The knight lay in fallen leaves.
Honesty is burned
By lies forever learned.
The children see the flames,
The old know they’re to blame.
Where nothing is redeemed
Everyone has bad dreams.

The wise king screams in bed
Tossed in rueful dream
A soundless battle scene
He sees his best knight sleep
Black clouds pile high
Their rain brings death to life
In a world only few see
Everyone has bad dreams.


The victor takes the town,
He rides in on his steed.
The old king in sleeping gown,
Dethroned, paraded around.
Marched into the square
While conquering armies glare,
Where nothing is revered,
Everyone dreams in fear.

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from Springtime in a Foreign City, track released May 1, 2017
Written by Sonofmel: guitar, vocals, harmonica
Bass: Justin Rieken
Percussion, Keys: Peter Anderson

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sonofmel Hayward, Wisconsin

Sometimes it takes traveling far from home to find out where one comes from... after combing the world for signs of the sacred among paths of the profane, Sonofmel returns with fistfuls of chords wrapped up in verse that declare though trouble never starves, somewhere high above the maladies of modern man, the sky is still as blue as when Adam first kissed Eve... ... more

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