Let's Go Back To The Forest

Thank you for listening!
A new collaboration with the great musician Clive (Winkandwoo)
Check out the great work of Winkandwoo; @winkandwoo
Lyrics and vocals: Winkandwoo

Lyrics:
You've nowhere left to turn
With all your bridges burned
Fell into every trap
Now there's no way back
You know it's on the cards
And we can end this farce
We caught you fair and square
Time to say your prayers
It's karma time for you
No escape
The final move is made
Checkmate
You've nowhere left to turn
With all your bridges burned
Fell into every trap
Now there's no way back
You know it's on the cards
And we can end this farce
We caught you fair and square
Time to say your prayers
It's karma time for you
No escape
The final move is made
Checkmate

Checkmate(Feat. Winkandwoo)

Written , recorded, mixed and mastered by myself F.P.
All rights are reserved.

La voce ti trema

If there was a cycle in which gravity changed, just as there was a change in temperature in a year ...

Slight Weightlessness

AnandaTuk - Chillin 80´s

This Train,===Gene Jumper,=== ( cover song )

This Train, ===  Gene Jumper,=== ( Cover Song )

Breaking Through

Live at Seixal Concert Hall, 2014
Pedro Castro, guitar and lead vocal
Carlos Antunes, drums
Miguel Amado, bass
José Castro, keyboard and back vocals (I added one back vocal for this track)

Nascido na montanha, nunca viu a cidade.
Ele já tem tudo o que o dinheiro não compra
e cada dia traz-lhe a liberdade.
E os dias passam devagar, como se chegassem de longe.

Guardador de rebanhos, comida para a cidade.
Nunca chegou até à quarta classe.
Mas o que importa é chegar à verdade,
porque a verdade, em verdade, chega devagar,
como se chegasse de longe.

Nascido na montanha, nunca viu a cidade.
Condenado a ser feliz na miséria,
para não ficar a dever nada à sociedade,
ao cidadão no coração da cidade,
onde o amor entra devagar,
como se chegasse de longe.

Born on the mountain, he never saw the city.
He already has everything that money can't buy
and each day brings him freedom.
And the days pass slowly, as if they arrived from afar.

Keeper of livestock, food for the city.
He never reached fourth grade.
But what matters is getting to the truth,
because the truth, in truth, comes slowly,
as if arriving from afar.

Born on the mountain, he never saw the city.
Condemned to be happy in misery,
so as not to owe anything to society,
to the citizen in the heart of the city,
where love enters slowly,
as if arriving from afar.

Nascido Na Montanha (Live)

Welcome to The Water Planet Project-Part 3 of our trilogy about one of our most endangered resources, fresh water. In this part we consider the relative present. Certainly mankind has accomplished many good things during the course of human development.  But in his ignorance, greed, hunger for power, etc., also many bad ones. And it's all the bad ones that give us an increasingly broken planet and world to live in, where fresh water reserves are quickly running out, or becoming polluted all over the world.
We are not judging anyone, we are just asking you to think for a moment, because what we have done and continue to do to our planet and each other, is actually unsustainable for our future generations. We must ask; "how will the lack of vital fresh water in a few decades affect humanity's possibility of continued existence?"  Part 3 ponders the painful answer to that question.

For the best experience, see the visualization of our story, which you can find here: www.youtube.com/user/wcifarout.

First song - Paradise Fades Away by Ed & Seagull
Second song - Paradise Lost by Ed, Dan, David, Peter & Seagull
Third song - Roots of Germinal Hope by Seagull, David & Peter

All narrations, lyrics & vocals by Peter,
Except on "Roots of Germinal Hope" The lyric is selected parts of an ancient Latin poem/song called Dies Irae - Judgment Day (almost)
Extra voices on Roots of germinal hope: David, Seagull & Mrs. Seagull
Contributing vocalist. Clara Sorace

Here you will find the fantastic musicians I have been honored to collaborate with:
From Sweden-Seagull: @farout-music-studio
From France - Dan-DT: @dan-t-3
From Canada - Ed Cunningham: @westtracksmusic
From England - Peter: @soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks

As Soundcloud for some reason does not allow more than 4000 characters, you will find the lyrics to the songs on my YouTube channel.
We wish you a pleasant musical and visual journey.

The Water Planet Project-Part 3--Watch It On Youtube

Strategic misaligned omissions
 
Now ls the culmination of everything That's happened up till now
So, how's your Now, Now Brown Cow
oh Thanks for asking
l'm too busy ln not now right now

Broken vessel that's fallen on the Riven Brick
you're going to have to shake lt
there's still some work to do
lf you really want to turn this trick

May l please have permission to reconstruct
a Broken Brain with Strategic misaligned omissions?
ls there someone who can sign the proper papers of Approval?
Can l find a Bureaucrat who knows just where lt's at?

Playing not to lose ls not the same as playing for the Win--
liberating crazy wild ones, incarcerated way down deep
delving ln the dungeons deep below the basement of your soul
ls always righteous ln lt's nature-
otherwise, don't bother me with all your funky Jive

MORE ABOUT LARRY
One two three golden pots of meur and Frankincense, and golden seal ln the back-Sld and Mary-ann and Larry who plays that fretless bass wlth such abandon and here's the thing, Mary-ann can sing like god, damn that girl can sing-

Larry loves Mary-Ann and Mary- Ann loves Sid and Sid loves that Stratocaster-The three of them Chasing down an eastern Star ln a stolen car the Magistrate says they won't get far, Says they're never going to make lt to Jerusalem-

Rats are knawing on the golden crown, leaving tiny dents ln the luster
Someone lost their way, but that's okay, everybody finds their way 
on the path that meanders through the crack between the worlds-

THE MAESTRO

captured in the eddy of the river bright, the still life painted with the colors of the soul, the dead-eyed and the damaged wander through the landscape of the misty light without compassion for our plight.

even in the darkest night there’s drops of paint, notes from my guitar, and tiny light that usher in such lush delights, though worthless in the merchants eye, the maestro has the wings to fly…

it’s a big mess, got a hole in my chest, taken down and crushed like apples in a press, i confess to everything i’ve ever done. every single one of us… on the run.

when minds are quiet, the stink of revolution floats in the air, and the overlords they waste away in deep despair… slippin in the deep end not so quietly. fantastic sights!!
tin can rattle in the back, living in a tiny shack, standing in the middle of a two lane blacktop gazing at a cloud i saw some thirty years ago.

RlGHT OUT THE GATE

Anthology Act lV

A feeling or state of extreme, exhilarating joy.  An intense feeling of well-being, elation, happiness and excitement. 

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