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Veritas

by Jorm

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Speak out! Now that we are here I want you to show who you are, where you've been all the things that you've seen prior to now Answer! I didn't lay out all my issues of thought just to hear you agree with a faint hum and turn to the others And you may think I've got the worst of intents Because it is dark and the only thing we share is ale an Chardonnay But I'm true now, I'm not after prey So cease your doubting now Clear the passage and let in the things you never knew could be for real Don't be frightened now Truth is always at your hands The only way to cope is to resign So bear in mind how you feel before you pretend to agree So many things that are said without thought How can we know what's real? Never a thought of who will remember your lies Talking never easy when you know it won't be taken seriously And you wonder who'll turn it to slander Liar! Did you ever get the notion I spared? How hard should I try? How could I know I'm right if you won't tell? So now you taught me that the truth isn't worthy Opression is freedom and war is peace Oh no, you won't be fooling me It's not right just because you all agree
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The reason is a tower in the distance Aligning with a sky of no resistance The dreamer had a meeting with the science Not to leave her bed, woe the ones who stand Noone thanks the one who lets go The writer drew a twig he couldn't bend He threw his lover meanings to repent The sequel of the morning cut his diet Woe the dreamer's hand Paper in the sand rinsed out to the endless ocean The answers of the troubadours are deafening They're laughing all the way throughout the ruining Meanwhile a farmer doubled all his growing Cosmopolitan, transatlantic son Grounded for aiming up and forth A wired frog is obliged to derail trains He says "You're what you eat" - a vegetable, a fruit Like all the lot, likely to rot The furniture is cheap You seem to like it dearly Wooden germs, by night you learn about the terms Better being first in here than second in Taipei New morn in sight awash in light We just want to submit some air upon the sea Transmitting through the eastern moon The fembots of the north are siegeing towers for the household needs, a soft defeat where warmth is heat And with a mind that big to fit a crack that thick you'll see no light, commence the fight It's lonely up there on top of the sphere A dreamer can wake up when forced to sleep on hold Eagle, you're dead now, go sulking in the corner while noone tonight will tell you who you are Dim aquarelle for a sharp line of the black lead The wood you are after is certainly no pen You should be careful for whom you act your smiling For noone that knows me would tell me who I am The writer forgot to outline the powers The city craved a heathen for the towers And suddenly the dream bridged the distance
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Don't let me go if you find me alone Tricked on the shot to make a good first impression You are by no means the first one to leave before even coming to behold a fool's pining again When you approach all the things you were planning Down in the coach you are sorted, just be there How long since I've been adoring in silence Don't let the spring turn into summer of absence Seasons are changing in pace with remembering Tunes I've been working on and tunes I have heard The earliest morning wouldn't keep me away We're parting tomorrow so capture today Wearing out this ground I've been waiting to be bound for a season here with you And I do, though it's not shining through Sharing common files Quite a reason for to try to maintain the wired line in between Hear me out now tonight Frightened of all that could fail and backfire Caution is ever so remote to success Months from a deep freeze by thaw into springtime Always in bloom you stayed a flower preserved Seasons are changing in pace with remembering Songs I've been working on and ones that I've heard The earliest morning wouldn't keep me away We're parting tomorrow so capture today We've yet to clear out all the differences and likes How long I've longed for this day But still I am held on delay
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Sommarsång 02:13
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Suntower 07:59
Daily is the shrink of walls around us Lately it's been clear we've rised above them Though it's said that the good things will eventually end What will end must be followed And the sun never sets, we're just in motion If there's walls we are the builders Likewise for each wall there is a world to discover and praise Let no road be too long to discover and travel This one sun never sets, it's on the move Five to twelve till the path ahead is entered Woods behind and a meadow promising nothing Rising steep upwards a hill at the horizon where the earth meets the sky There's a tower meant to be built Baby, lay down on this hill beside me Lately it's been trying to set us free When the night falleth over and tomorrow arrives You will see that it's only a subsequence of moments never ended Five past twelve and the path ahead is entered Woods behind though a new one suddenly rendered Realize the hill we dwell upon is here for climbing toward the sun that when reached will never set Light of the morning at the top of the tower on top of the hill While you are waiting for the day, is your dawning like mine in the spring? Light of the evening as we make it our own by the age of mankind While you are shining, will you shine through the rays of the whole universe? Light of the skyline, it will never go out as it's watched by all Nothing's consistent, any day of the past is a different one This is no different, let go off the glance on the watch on your arm There is a future, a realm that nobody ever will reach So you may think it's the end, never more and the moon is a sign of no return Would you believe that its light is the sun and a sign that tomorrow is already here? Will you help to assemble the tower? Will you help to discover the path? Will you help to exchange with the forest? Will you help to extend our world?
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One to five, ninety-nine to hundred Block of sums of infinite numbers Thoughts unique, reoccuring counts in charge Ages gone since a first commenced adding upp in line for the heaven sent Floating point for the powered plant scetching arithmetics on your hand Integer caught in binary domains You're at best a remain Equal in worth for as long as you're in Not a waste for the bin In a universe derived from a point of no divide will a sequence freely align Do mind your value, it's more than zero and a goal on its own The foilage outside the room where the scholar adds rhyming to the thesis announced that the spring arrived and cut his hour short He would cash in on the fringe if he managed to land the algoritm where all adds where equal, a part of the sum And when it's time to shuffle blues and reds the purple turns to grey and one to none You're just a number One to million chances to hit off A floating point in a universal zero You turned to the TV screen to confirm what the unioned scholar said "The more, we are mightier, you're nothing worth alone" Then turned to your learning books spared from days when you learned the calculus to check for exceptions from logical design And when he felt his thoughts of spring outside he thought of feelings clustered in a grid We're only numbers of whose sums align at origo And while inside it's a meta-measured venture Leaves, come green, contribute to big bang Leaves, come clean, set your minds to green Make like trees and leave by the autumn's call Thank the sum for being what you strived for Digits run, overflowed by candor Scholars flunk everytime they spot the frame So long now since they first agreed on behalf of you all that we'll never exceed the boundaries where individual gains tend to show who's our man and who's free Integer caught in binary domains You're at best a remain Equal in worth for as long as you're in Don't apply to the sin But the mode is that your ass can't be saved by good intents or a Zenith of no sense We do mind your worth if it's one or zero and a mean for a goal
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Veritas 08:37
Wandering sole on a casual aisle between the myths and the reason How to be sure it is not ignored while words can reign only when heard and well received? Well at the hands for anyone to perceive Shunned by the thinkers who set out to deceive Few can attest it as the notice can set them free Good where the deeds by the shallow plot Strange how they knew what I wanted Down at the foot of the giant hill, I knew up there that I would find it, though not for free Well at the hands for anyone to perceive Shunned by believers who set out to deceive Few can attest it as the notice can set them free When reason precede the choice of conviction When people will unify on terms of veritas When paths are joined instead of dividing When guards and frontiers dissolve in the light Then shall we reach for the height When deeds that urge a free soul to sacrify will never more be perceived as an option When numbers won't rule and delusion won't advocate When noone cares for the drift to be mastering Then shall we set to be free When words are just words and assault not an answer When force and compulsion won't make any difference When all can concieve of all things that can be When all can be certain of how precious our life When everyone work their wits When apt misconceptions will cease to be taught When noone ever will impose their belief When everyone can steer clear from the fiction When creeds that freedom is conditioned are gone Then all can see what applies to all others falls back upon us, and thus we must care for our veritas
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Almost Human 17:11
I: A PLACE THEY CALL MY OWN When the night gets around Dim goes the focus by the mobster Recent holes barely filled in Yet the crayon sheds its colours Soon, with a flick of emotion in charge someone eroded to notes in a failed old essay Once they have told you whatever your horrors - unelaborated years to come - you are set to maintain your street and in turn the redemption fades So the streets circle round and round Lead you back to the same old ground Tell me, what do I do now? Reap the future from the nurture Gradually moving farther from the circuit, to the outskirts Once they had told me the film was worth seeing I made a vow not to ever inquire in their fate II: INTERMISSION III: THE DOG ATE MY MANIFEST Emerged to change the world Complicating the real and unreal My bread is cold and hard enough to nuke As your retained soul Let us share our common prefaded goal Now we can't render the fences low So now the reject of wealth is high and grade is at hand when telling why You don't have to act, I'm just like you - an ego-struck disgrace Just a while ago they'd be worried if the words of fight shedded glory You talk about how nothing's changing We are on preparation for a world of greater inventions You talk aloud how all is changing fast So we shouldn't care for any deed And we shouldn't hope to even breed You don't even like me so wipe that drivelling smile off of your face Tell me, What is a nice young girl like you doing in a world like this? IV: HAVE A TWILIGHT ON ME The air ain't free, it's just pre-hired The closer my picture, the farther your vibe Whatever granted, they got the power to take it away, spending us to the tribe A final attempt (for the hundredth time) to set the tiling to a glistening palette They had it made and thus won't care for the offer disguised as a dream I saw the sketch, they missed the entrance For once I'd hope for a thorough voyage The station's wide to capture freeriders The rail's as though in eternal rebuild Reason matter, feelings shatter Prove me wrong and I'll show you my heart But is there place in a world so uptight for human sincerity? I'm done here, leave the lights on They might think we're on call Don't answer, they won't listen Undress and make'em stare You fear the black and white world But I'll show you it's only grey Grey people, grey ambitions Grey ideals, easy prey (I fear you, I don't believe you, I'm not grey, my blog is red) Call for the underground Wince when declined for any loon Don't you hang up on the one with whom you'll reveal how all is in tune V: THESAURUS IN 'Y' (THANKS FOR THE MONOLOGUE) So, now they have told us the film was worth seeing Poorly recited as shelved fantasies of our minds (And how d'you think that feels?) Damn you all readers for making me nauseous! Making all my words a tool of war Can I say this on terms with you? Can you listen on terms with me? Never more approaching the end they were teaching us to shun We reach a conclusion A final solution, all is one
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Hemmavid 03:52
Jag vill förgås i en brand så länge allt och alla häromkring stryker med Då vet jag var vi hör hemma Jag vill sluta i ett ras av bråte, trä, betong En gång det hus där vi levde i tron att vi var hemma Där kan jag sluta mitt skal när natten väcker känslan av att alla är ute Strålar samman på en buss Där kan jag skriva en sång hon inte kommer tro på om hon hör den för alla runtomkring som skjuter rygg Som hemma där dom står, där dom pratar högt Vi låtsas väl förstå allt ifall nån hör Men aldrig har hemmet känts så avsides som när alla vände om Och där ute nånstans, i ett Hem För Dig, sitter hon och anar nästan ingenting Samtidigt, går någon runt och undrar var hon tänt sina eldar Då så, en brand måste till för envar att bli invigd När alla vi är aska lär ni se att vi är ett Så låt mig hålla din hand när staden rämnar runt oss Jag vet att vi hör ihop, dock kanske inte här och kanske inte nu

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By 1978 when prog rock in general was basically exterminated, Jorm soldiered on in the same grandiose but obsolent style as usual. This time the grand epic was the closing "Almost human", dealing with the withering of one's origins and thus effectively bookmarked the end of the band's progressive route. Well, apart from the brief "Hemmavid" which is the only song they ever sung in their native language, and which sort of marks a timely appendix well in tune with the late 70's surroundings. Another interesting nationalistic touch is the interpretation of Wilhelm Peterson-Berger's "Sommarsång" which works well within the context as an instrumental interlude. Interestingly, the band was approached in releasing "Before you pretend to agree" as a single, although in an abbreviated version in order to gain airplay. The band refused though, and once again the album remained in the backwater.

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released October 1, 1978

Jonathan Andersson - lead vocals, flute, acoustic guitar
Christian Skogh - bass guitar, backing vocals
Stefan Holmér - lead guitar, backing vocals
Patrik Mårtensson - organ, Mellotron, piano, synthesizer
Allan Vith - drums, percussion

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