Hello everyone. Our African adventure continues as we head west into the heart of the desert. Windhoek, the capital of Namibia, is a place where German colonial history meets the vast beauty of the wilderness. This track, 'Namibia Blue', is about that contrast... the silence of the dunes and the sophisticated pulse of the city. I spent an evening in a stylish cocktail bar where I met two men who run the uranium mines out in the desert. We shared drinks and stories of the earth's riches. They invited me to stay with them, and in return, I filled their evening with music. Let the ringing of the guitar strings take you across the orange sands to the cool evening breeze of Windhoek. ******************************************* © 2026 ᒍᑌᒪIᗩᑎ KᗩIᑎE. All Rights Reserved. ******************************************* (Verse 1) The desert sand is orange and very bright. It glows beneath the morning's golden light. I drive along the road of silver dust. In my old car I place my trust. The mountains rise like shadows in the sun. My desert trip has only just begun. (Chorus) Singing loud for a new day. Music leads the only right way. Refrain sounds under the sun's glow. Feel the rhythm start to flow. (Verse 2) Christuskirche stands with walls of red stone. I stand before the spire all alone. The German towers reach for the high sky. I watch the silent hawks as they fly. The garden park is green and very still. I walk along the path with great will. (Chorus) Singing loud for a new day. Music leads the only right way. Refrain sounds under the sun's glow. Feel the rhythm start to flow. (Verse 3) The Tintenpalast shines in the midday heat. I find a bench and take a seat. Independence Avenue is busy and quite long. I hear the rhythm of a local song. The white clouds drift across the empty space. I love the quiet of this desert place. (Chorus) Singing loud for a new day. Music leads the only right way. Refrain sounds under the sun's glow. Feel the rhythm start to flow. (Verse 4) Two mining bosses sit at a dark bar. They see my case and my old guitar. We drink a cocktail with a fruity taste. No precious moment ever goes to waste. They offer me a bed for the night. I sing my songs until the morning light. (Chorus) Singing loud for a new day. Music leads the only right way. Refrain sounds under the sun's glow. Feel the rhythm start to flow. (Chorus) Singing loud for a new day. Music leads the only right way. Refrain sounds under the sun's glow. Feel the rhythm start to flow.
