Oh my dear people,
I am listening to you like in a mobius strip and try to understand Peter’s again wonderful and poignant lyrics. I guess I have an idea, also why it took willpower to write these provocative last line!
I would not dare to leave a judgement on this but what I do dare is to say this is again a masterpiece of all participants and so good to have found this treasure in this big ocean of insignificance which we are confronted in these times.

Heard this one first on David's site Peter...everything sounds great!

Listening to this music, the words, make a strong impression on me. The music is so infinitely beautiful! Thank you for the words of thought and reflection.

I enjoyed listening to this song/ spoken poem/wonderful musical accompaniment. Deep numinous inquiry, quite possibly making a bit of sense out of this ineffable cosmic eternity....

The complicity that drives you is always impressive.... Music, instrumentation, powerful and well-thought-out lyrics, as always, that give us food for thought.... I hope all is well with you, my dear Peter, in this autumn season.

As Mr Seeger almost said, "when will we ever learn?"......

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio

Find David's sublime guitar work here: https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
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Web of Circles

…and place the host upon my tongue
as his grace, the bishop did, when I was young
to set life's path as angels sung
since when I've tracked an arcing line
my cracked heart marinades in altar wine
as webbed circles on repeat define…
……the mirrored threads within my mind.

…and carbon copies as before
in mobius time reflect the score
while catastrophes gorge today once more
identikits forged on command from yesterday
nothing learned, just press replay
and watch heads in hands as the people pray…
……for the pendulum to swing the other way

…and certain as the wheeling orbit's path
history founders on future’s aftermath
to sin once more as lucifer belly laughs
run aground we last forget that sacred host
‘neath chancel’s hell he resurrects what aches the most
humanity self-lashed to eternity’s whipping post…
……by the Father, Son and Holy Ghost
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