Peter's lyric and vocal is so beautiful and poignant, and the vibe of the music is front-to-back a love song.  So honored to have a share in the making of the song.

Sometimes the music just draws the words onto the page.  Like here for example.  Wonderful music and production, Conny, and that soft guitar is just sublime David (I think I know which one it is...:)

You three are a great team, and these songs are things of beauty, evocative and comforting, but never hiding from their various truths.

Beautiful music and poem of grief for humanity. There was this saloon nearby that used to have these doomsday parties based on certain apocalyptic prediction dates... they celebrated afterwards. The Doomsday Clock points to the ameliorable agents you have mentioned. Here's a quote I like: 'I might' in response to someone saying none of us will survive this. hahaha.

Still the proof here, that your trio sparks musically speaking .... with a great cry of hope given by the text of this English poet. Nice achievement in any case.

Is the circle about to close again?

We can all, with a little study of the history of our planet, see how every few million years there comes a catastrophe that brings extinction to most of the things that live on the planet.

Has humanity, through its clueless behavior and actions, despite our enormously short time here, accelerated the event horizon to such an extent that we are now seeing the beginning of another global transformation, for better or for worse?

And what would possibly survive such, and perhaps be able to start a new cycle of development?
We feel that this question is actually relevant. What do you think?

Beautiful Poem & Vocals/Narration - Peter; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Lovely Left Guitar - David; @david-dunhamuser589535203
Music, Mix & Production - Seagull; @farout-music-studio

Slowly Time Running Out

A clear black light has painted out the stars tonight.
A tear-prismed rainbow wells in my eyes.
I’m clinging to my dead rose,
Shuffling down these broken roads,
With no end in sight, no will left to fight.

A long black cloud veiled through the moonlight, where,
The softest requiem prayer is lost in the air.
As a spadeful of dirt,
Hits the casket of hurt,
To bury my cares and inter our despair.

When the sands of time are shifting no more,
I’ll stand behind, with those left on the shore.
And as Jerusalem compels
Peals of leather muffled bells
Will chill to the core with their funereal score.

Slowly time running out - Peter, David & Seagull

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!

Comments

DAN - DT

J O R D I

Midisound

Lammbone

Jonathan Beckenstein

1234567890

David Dunham