Très belle composition pleine d'émotions! 👏 👍 🎶

Wonderful in every way.....beautifully expressed and produced...

Dear friends. Seagull`s music forms a perfect soundscape for Peter's strong lyrics. Thank you for this experience in music and words, which give me something to feel and to think about

I join the Friends below and confirm that you bring a lot of your musical personality to this reflection, accompanied by the text and vocals of Maitre Peter .... I would add, like David, that it is pleasant to listen to this excellent concept .... and like Debbie that there is a lot of imagination on both sides in this musical painting ....

Always this ability to create musical emotion ....

Liking this musical poem of our ancestral roots...  have we 'really' evolved?

Very impressive, fantastic work and collaboration!

Already commented on David’s site I think: for me this is a masterpiece. Peter’s and Oddruns voice giving the chills.. 
and the soundtrack as fantastic.

Many thousands of years ago, our ancestors lived here on our little globe. Did they have any idea of the future..... and if so what was "future" for them? "Tomorrow, next week, or next year?" Did they even have a word for future? Or was life exclusively about develop and expand the group and getting food for the day? Or did they, too, have other goals and meaning with their lives?

Lyrics and vocals: Our dear poet Peter, https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, Mix and Production; Seagull, https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio

Calm Stream

    I have no words, just thoughts, like these
    Of primal cravings, fears and needs.
    My leathered skin, yet young, seems older
    Browned and cracked I shiver colder
    Depicting beasts muralled large within my cave, 
    Their fatty flesh my empty gut to crave.

    Bursting fires from the frozen mountain thread
    And weave and belch and burn and spit of ochres red.
    The very poison whence my paintbox palette grows
    'Neath the toxic gases twixt congealing lava flows.
    In these extremes we live, but few, the young into
    the perma-sleep will often fall 
    And not so old, our eldest ageing too, follow close
    upon the darkest terror's call.

    Meat and heat is all I need,
    Stone and bone, all I own.
    Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
    Cleanse it in the calming stream.

    Strip the skin, spit the pips,
    Moisturise the burning lips.
    Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
    Cleanse it in the calming stream.

Ancient Man - Seagull & Peter

Welcome to my world,  🌍
and a warm thank you to all of you who take your time to listen, comment and like my songs. It is much appreciated !! 😉 🙏🏽

And a huge thank you to all of you who have collaborated with me on many of the songs! 😀 ❤️

Videos are on my YouYube channel  📽

And by the way TERROR, THREAT & WAR NOT ACCEPTED!

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