Outside the Perimeter

Poem is written by Alastair James Thompson and read by Andrew Blackie.
Produced by Andrey Ash.

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Lyrics

I seek a different kind of space outside the perimeter
and just right where imperfections can be seen as beautiful.
But dead or alive, we make little or no difference.
it's all and forever always the same.
Just like the specks of dust that blow away with the wind,
That maybe is just the simple beauty and the thrill of it all.
If one day there comes a time to seek the help that we all need,
then it will be fine and I will believe once again and then I will be free...
to be outside the perimeter.
And do we choose the road ahead?
Or is it simply chosen for us? And chosen for me too? Nobody knows.
But all absolution is not like a ticket to ride.
it isn't going to run out now or ever in time.
but rules are rules to obey or ignore at our peril...
And in our lives, is it love? Or just the memories of that love?
There is here and then there is not here
and that's just the nature and the great science of it all...
of being outside the perimeter!

Vocals by Andrew Blackie.
Music by Alastair James Thompson and Andrew Blackie.
Produced by Andrey Ash.

Poems are written by Alastair James Thompson and read by Andrew Blackie.
Produced by Andrey Ash.

Lyrics and music by Alastair James Thompson and Andrew Blackie.
Vocals by Andrew Blackie.
Drums and mixing by Andrey Ash.

Lyrics and music by Alastair James Thompson and Andrew Blackie.
Vocals by Andrew Blackie.
Mixing by Andrey Ash.

Lyrics based on a poem written by Anna Marin.

Composed by Alastair James Thompson.

Guitar, Vocals, Keyboards: Alastair James Thompson
Additional Vocals, Percussion, Mixing: Andrey Ash
Production: The Seeds of Time

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Lyrics

Walking towards the sunset
The mountains fade away
Way ahead in the distance
Land and sky above blend in together
Melting into a bleeding sky
a bleeding sky

Your feet, soil, a land still warm
Baked by beams of the blazing sun
And the whistling winds blow sand
Straight across the zig zag path
the zig zag path
that zig zag path

On your tongue a taste of burning
Your eyes wettened by the crudeness of it all
But there's no turning back
As beyond lies the immensity
Of your desert dream freedom
your dream freedom
dream freedom
your dream freedom

And you gasp and gasp again
As your tired feet drag on into the dust
But your head is light
And your soul flies up above
Drifting around in the warm air
It sees nothing but the beauty
Yes nothing but the beauty
Just before the end
Just before the end
Just before the end...

Beyond the sunset
Well beyond the sunset...

Written by Pink Floyd
Piano, Vocals: Alastair James Thompson
Effects, Mixing: Andrey Ash

Composed by Alastair James Thompson.

Song title by Andrew Blackie.

Piano, Vocals, Keyboards: Alastair James Thompson
Effects, Tuned Percussion, Mixing: Andrey Ash
Production: The Seeds of Time

Composed by Alastair James Thompson and edited by Andrey Ash

Piano: Alastair James Thompson
Editing and mixing: Andrey Ash
Production: The Seeds of Time

Composed by Alastair James Thompson
Poem co-written by Alastair James Thompson and Catherine Fracchia

Guitars, Vocals, Keyboards: Alastair James Thompson
Additional Vocals: Andrew Blackie, Andrey Ash
Percussion Programming: Alastair James Thompson, Andrey Ash
French Poem: Catherine Fracchia
Effects, Mixing: Andrey Ash
Street Recording: Masha Thompson

Production: The Seeds of Time

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Lyrics

I think I’ve been a ghost all of my life

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A vague impression
Hangs deep inside my mind
Of a past life of some kind
Lived with near perfect love
But from somewhere else above
With someone whose soul is
Is akin to a reason to believe
In the belonging and the essence
Of endless true longing
True longing
That never has an ending
Another Ghost
That is simply the ghost of me
Stranded here on this island Earth
But without you
A union so true
Sadly denied in this life
In this life
But maybe the gods shall prevail
And grant me one last wish
Before I become another Ghost

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Chorus:

Maybe I’ve been a ghost
All of my life
But this lost love
Cuts like a knife
Out of the valleys
Of darkness and death
To the hallowed alleyways
Of Angels up above

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Poem:

Au plus profond de son âme
Existe une vague impression
D'une vie passée
Une vie où régnait un amour parfait

Cette vie, avec celle dont l’âme est,
Pour lui, synonyme d'appartenance
Et l'essence d'un désir éternel
Un désir pur et sincère

Un autre fantôme !
Ce n'est que lui, son fantôme
ici Échoué sur cette île Terre

Seulement voila, elle n’est pas là
Et il souffre de cette union qui ne peut être vécue
Cruellement interdite
Pourquoi ?
Et si les dieux l’emportaient ?
Qu'ils lui accordent un dernier vœu
Avant qu'il ne devienne un Autre Fantôme

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But it seems we make our own ghosts and haunt ourselves!

Composed by Alastair James Thompson and edited by Andrey Ash

Piano: Alastair James Thompson
Editing and mixing: Andrey Ash
Production: The Seeds of Time

Cover photo by Masha Thompson / edited by Andrew Blackie

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Composed by Alastair James Thompson

Guitars, Vocals, Keyboards: Alastair James Thompson
Percussion Programming: Alastair James Thompson, Andrey Ash
Effects, Mixing: Andrey Ash

Production: The Seeds of Time

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Lyrics

I remember a lifetime long ago
Living and standing by the river
To look at my reflection in the water
Flowing by and also wondering why
I didn’t have the courage then to try
And make it across to the other side

Now at the water’s edge
Yes I’m on the edge
Of a fast flowing river
That can carry me away
To the best of my knowledge
I couldn’t resist to try to fly
High on up to the bright blue sky above and then beyond

Then I tried to find the one to love
Sailing far too close to the wind
And also playing with burning fire
To take me way on up higher and higher
But only then to lose the one I love
And so I crashed and burned
Still I never learn ...

Well I’ve been at the edge
As I look far out to sea
From the cliff I see
The place I dream to be
But also wondering if
I was to fall
Down to the rocks below
Would you hear me call
Out to you by name
Or would this be in vain

As I crash and burn again
And still I pray to the stars above
Even if I was to crash and burn and burn again ! ...

But that’s because I already knew
Some before me had tried and died
And from then on I clearly understood
The risks the danger but the big adventure
At the edge and learn I would
About the thrill of danger on the edge ...

Composed by Alastair James Thompson

Guitars, Vocals, Keyboards: Alastair James Thompson, Andrey Ash
Percussion Programming: Alastair James Thompson, Andrey Ash
Intro speech: Andrey Ash
Effects, Mixing: Andrey Ash

Production: The Seeds of Time

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Lyrics

Verse 1:

To fall and arise
As the wind blows sand in my eyes
I glance across this stormy sea
And search beyond the horizon
Whilst I try to work out why
Or understand the reason
But with no more tears to cry
As my thoughts then fly away
Up high into this turquoise and blue
Infinite sky away up high…

Chorus:

Well we all fall down to the ground
Sometimes we’re lost and then we get found
We then rise up again
From the darkness inside and out of the rain
Pack our bags forget the pain
Get up off the floor and walk on through a new door
To take another path down
A long long road
A long long long road…

Verse 2:

To fall and then arise
I feel the breezes blow so many thoughts away from my mind
As the waves break onto the shore
I start to let go and unwind
But deep in my mind you’re still by my side
Even when a new life unfolds
With so many dreams far and wide
Full of all my imaginings
I breath in the air and become
More aware
That there are always new beginnings
To pave another way for today

Chorus 2:

(As above)

Verse 3:

To Fall and arise
As the wind blows sand in my eyes
I glance across this serene sea
And search beyond the horizon.....

Guitars, Vocals: Alastair James Thompson
Keyboards: Andrey Ash
Editing and mixing: Andrey Ash

Production: The Seeds of Time

Composed by Alastair James Thompson

Guitars, Vocals: Alastair James Thompson
Additional Voices: Catherine Fracchia, Andrey Ash
Keyboards: Alastair James Thompson, Andrey Ash
Percussion Programming: Alastair James Thompson, Andrey Ash
Effects, Mixing: Andrey Ash

Poems read by Catherine Fracchia

Production: The Seeds of Time

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Lyrics

Verse 1:
When the darkness comes
And arrives swiftly out of nowhere
You know that those soulless men
That rule are now here so beware
They are but only mere mortals still
With very sad vacancies of a life
They are solely servants and will
Try to slice up your soul with knife
And sword but disguised as doers
Of good to save us all as rulers
To divide us that’ll make us fall

Chorus:
When Darkness comes
Be ready to stand and fight
For what you know is right
When Darkness comes
Take up arms to fight
To keep the love of truth and light
When Darkness comes
It’s time to wake up and take flight
From all the fear and the hate
When Darkness comes
Keep hold of what you believe
To be true to help humanities fate

Verse 2:
I sense the devil is coming too close
Letting loose many secret demons
That live in the shadows of our lives
To confuse use and abuse us all
Are you prepared to strive to survive
Even if heavens might deem to fall
As only god knows what may befall
Us to turn our worlds inside and out
With cultures turned upside down
See the temptation grow to drown
In the sorrows of what’s been lost
As those still sane count the costs

Chorus.

End verse:
When the darkness comes
And arrives swiftly out of nowhere
You know that those soulless men
That rule are now here so beware
And prepare...
To avoid their endless abyss of HELL!

Keyboards: Alastair James Thompson, Andrey Ash
Mixing: Andrey Ash

Composed by Alastair James Thompson and Andrey Ash

Guitars: Alastair James Thompson
Vocals: Alastair James Thompson, Catherine Fracchia
Additional Voices: Catherine Fracchia, Andrey Ash
Keyboards: Alastair James Thompson, Andrey Ash
Percussion Programming: Alastair James Thompson, Andrey Ash
Effects, Mixing: Andrey Ash

Poems read by Catherine Fracchia

Street recordings by Masha Thompson

Closing vocals by Clare Geldart