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Morpheus - Rovers (Music Video)

Morpheus, Rovers, Official video-clip Composed, written, recorded by Morpheus, band, Athens, 2016 Rovers The vision of a better world, is a disguised memory of a condition that once was true ... The beautiful world, with man inside it, as man and as a traveler, is now, a vision ; and YOU are the distance between a vision and its realization. Can you imagine, how our lives would be, if we were just some rovers? Travelling the world and writing, writing songs and by that we 'd earn our living.. No boss around, to define our precious time, my friend, no specific schedules... The world as one, unique, big farm that people would share and pass their time. Our hearts, one, unique, big heart, whose beat wouldn't sound so sad. Our only goal, to swim through life and make our selves better gates for beauty to be able to intrude our already beautiful world. Cause, all people are artists when born, all children would like to be, one day, erazers of the pain,which seems like it doesnot belong to the place we dream or maybe recall, that place located in the centre of our heart. We would be travelling, travelling the world. We would meet countless strangers, who would not be strangers at all, as they would share their goods and their dreams in the same way that we would share songs, we 'd help them with their land. We would learn how to make our own clothes, friend... We 'd see, how they 'd build their houses of mud, so that they look more like the earth just like our souls look like small maps for the universe. And that day, when we 'll be only a story for the ones, who 'll be our descendors, our houses will be again soil, for the earth to use once more. And all people are artists when born, all children would like to be, one day, erazers of the pain,which seems like it doesnot belong to the place we dream or maybe recall, that place located in the centre of our heart. Can you remember, how it used to be when you still had a real heart. When you used to enjoy the sunrise, just for what is, not as one more chance, for you to make more your belongings. Closer once, to our fountain, as children we used to be so simpler and happier... Why is it, now, sometimes so harder to be, why this world for which, I sing, has got to be only a dream? Why am I here to ask these whys? Why is to sing and write and dance and act in plays, only good, if they are the ones, which earn you a living? Tell me this, cause I can't tell. ------------------------------ I 'd love to travel the world some day, as a human. I'd love to see my mind, as a blessed gift ' not to judge and to compare whatever's out there, with what ever there is, into my lonely heart. With what ever 's into my heart... I 'd love to travel the world some day, as a human. I'd love to see my mind, as a blessed gift ' not to judge and to compare whatever's out there, with what ever there is, into my lonely heart. With what ever 's into my heart... I 'd love to see my mind as a gift, which once helped me to decide, I 'd love to travel the world, just as a human... I 'd love to travel the world, just as a human...