Publicación: 24 de agosto.
Productor: Alan Parsons.
Ingenieros: Alan Parsons, P.J. Olsson.
Ingeniero de mezcla: P.J. Olsson.
Productor ejecutivo: Todd Roberts.
Estudios de grabación y mezcla: Tunnel Studios, Santa Barbara, California, U.S.A.
Estudios: The Bomb Shelter, Glandale, California (track 5).
Discográfica: Artemis Records.
Nº de catalogo: ATM-CD-51562.
Diseño de portada: Storm Thorgerson, Peter Curzon, Dan Abbott.
Fotografía: Chris Jelly, Rupert Truman.
Tracks:
01 Return To Tunguska.
(Alan Parsons, Simon Posford) 8:48
02 More Lost Without You.
(Parsons, Olsson) 3:20
03 Mammagamma 04.
(Parsons, Eric Woolfson) 5:06
04 We Play The Game.
(Parsons, Ken Jordan, Scott Kirkland) 5:33
05 Tijuaniac.
(Parsons, Mogt, Ruiz, Mendoza, Amezcua, Beas) 5:21
06 L'Arc En Ciel.
(Parsons, Wiles) 5:26
07 A Recurring Dream Within A Dream.
(Woolfson, Parsons) 4:06
08 You Can Run.
(Parsons, Pack) 3:51
09 Chomolungma.
(Parsons, Parsons, Olsson) 6:35
Tiempo total: 49:16 minutos.
Compact Disc - Edición U.S.A:
Discográfica: Artemis Records.
Nº de catalogo: ATM-CD-51562.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Interior.
Disco.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Alan Parsons:
Voz, guitarra, teclados, vocoder.
Músicos:
Jeremy Parsons: Guitarra.
Alastair Greene: Guitarra.
PJ Olsson: Voz, programación.
Scott Kirkland: Teclados, programación.
Ken Jordan, Simon Posford: Programación.
David Gilmour: Guitarra (Return to Tunguska).
Shpongle: Return to Tunguska.
The Crystal Method: We Play The Game.
Nortec Collective: Tijuaniac.
Uberzone: L'Arc En Ciel.
Deep E: You Can Run.
Michele Adamson, Lisa Parsons: Voz.
John Cleese: Voz hablada (Chomolungma).
Orson Welles: Voz hablada (A Recurring Dream Within A Dream).
Letras:
Return To Tunguska.
(Parsons, Posford)
Instrumental.
More Lost Without You.
(Parsons, Olsson)
There's not a day
I don't think of your name
The state that I'm in
You're completely to blame
No words left to say
Turn my dreams all to grey
And I'm more and more lost without you
You're a storm in my head
That really blew a new day
A liquid design
Is what you do to my mind
No words left to say
Cause my mind's gone away
And I'm more and more lost without you
More and more lost without you
I was found but then I totally lost you
Don't know a soul that could ever doubt you
That's why I'm more and more lost without you
More and more.
Mammagamma 04.
(Parsons, Woolfson)
Instrumental.
We Play The Game.
(Parsons, Jordan, Kirkland)
You drink the wine
You play the fool
You cross the line
You lose your cool
But no one cares
Still no one cares
You raise the bar
Lost in a trance
One bridge too far
No second chance
But no one cares
Still no one cares
We play the game
We hold our own
We fight to win
We stand alone
You had a dream
You cast the dice
Your shady scheme
You paid the price
But no one cares
Still no one cares
We play the game
With hearts of stone
You lose again
You're on your own
A turning tide
A streak of light
Arms open wide
The end's in sight
And someone cares
Yes someone cares
We play the game
We hold our own
We fight to win
We stand alone.
Tijuaniac.
(Parsons, Mogt, Ruiz, Mendoza, Amezcua, Beas)
Instrumental.
L'Arc En Ciel.
(Parsons, Wiles)
"Dedicated to Anson Grossfeld 1957–2004."
Instrumental.
A Recurring Dream Within A Dream.
A composite of two works - "A Dream Within A Dream" & "The Raven"
(Woolfson, Parsons)
The clock struck midnight
And through my sleeping
I heard a tapping at my door
I looked but nothing lay in the darkness
And so I turned inside once more
To my amazement
There stood a raven
Whose shadow hung above my door
Then through the silence
It spoke the one word
That I shall hear for evermore
Quoth the raven, nevermore
Thus quoth the raven
Nevermore
And still the raven
Remains in my room
No matter how much I implore
No words can soothe him
No prayer remove him
And I must hear for evermore
Quoth the raven, nevermore
Thus quoth the raven
Nevermore
You Can Run.
(Parsons, Pack)
I know you're out there
Cuz I can feel ya
Yeah I can feel ya trying to pull me down
I know your kind
You kinda like it
When people tell ya not to come around
Here's looking at ya
Been nice to know ya
I see the lines written on your face
I wish you well
But I gotta tell ya
Ain't nothing human ‘bout the human race
You can run
But you can't look behind you
You can hide
But the truth's gonna find you
Some people fight it like some disease
They carry secrets to an early grave
They try to fake it
While on their knees
Never knowing what they really crave
They got no values
They got no soul
No sense of purpose
Nothing to believe
Call me your friend
Then steal me blind
To me you're nothing but a common thief
You can run
But you can't look behind
You you can hide
But the truth's gonna find you
Holding us within this maze
Chomolungma.
(Parsons, Parsons, Olsson)
Instrumental.
Video:
Return to Tunguska.
A Recurring Dream Within A Dream.
Tijuaniac.
Alan Parsons:
Músicos:
Jeremy Parsons: Guitarra.
Alastair Greene: Guitarra.
PJ Olsson: Voz, programación.
Scott Kirkland: Teclados, programación.
Ken Jordan, Simon Posford: Programación.
David Gilmour: Guitarra (Return to Tunguska).
Shpongle: Return to Tunguska.
The Crystal Method: We Play The Game.
Nortec Collective: Tijuaniac.
Uberzone: L'Arc En Ciel.
Deep E: You Can Run.
Michele Adamson, Lisa Parsons: Voz.
John Cleese: Voz hablada (Chomolungma).
Orson Welles: Voz hablada (A Recurring Dream Within A Dream).
Letras:
Return To Tunguska.
(Parsons, Posford)
Instrumental.
More Lost Without You.
(Parsons, Olsson)
There's not a day
I don't think of your name
The state that I'm in
You're completely to blame
No words left to say
Turn my dreams all to grey
And I'm more and more lost without you
You're a storm in my head
That really blew a new day
A liquid design
Is what you do to my mind
No words left to say
Cause my mind's gone away
And I'm more and more lost without you
More and more lost without you
I was found but then I totally lost you
Don't know a soul that could ever doubt you
That's why I'm more and more lost without you
More and more.
Mammagamma 04.
(Parsons, Woolfson)
Instrumental.
We Play The Game.
(Parsons, Jordan, Kirkland)
You drink the wine
You play the fool
You cross the line
You lose your cool
But no one cares
Still no one cares
You raise the bar
Lost in a trance
One bridge too far
No second chance
But no one cares
Still no one cares
We play the game
We hold our own
We fight to win
We stand alone
You had a dream
You cast the dice
Your shady scheme
You paid the price
But no one cares
Still no one cares
We play the game
With hearts of stone
You lose again
You're on your own
A turning tide
A streak of light
Arms open wide
The end's in sight
And someone cares
Yes someone cares
We play the game
We hold our own
We fight to win
We stand alone.
Tijuaniac.
(Parsons, Mogt, Ruiz, Mendoza, Amezcua, Beas)
Instrumental.
L'Arc En Ciel.
(Parsons, Wiles)
"Dedicated to Anson Grossfeld 1957–2004."
Instrumental.
A Recurring Dream Within A Dream.
A composite of two works - "A Dream Within A Dream" & "The Raven"
(Woolfson, Parsons)
The clock struck midnight
And through my sleeping
I heard a tapping at my door
I looked but nothing lay in the darkness
And so I turned inside once more
To my amazement
There stood a raven
Whose shadow hung above my door
Then through the silence
It spoke the one word
That I shall hear for evermore
Quoth the raven, nevermore
Thus quoth the raven
Nevermore
And still the raven
Remains in my room
No matter how much I implore
No words can soothe him
No prayer remove him
And I must hear for evermore
Quoth the raven, nevermore
Thus quoth the raven
Nevermore
You Can Run.
(Parsons, Pack)
I know you're out there
Cuz I can feel ya
Yeah I can feel ya trying to pull me down
I know your kind
You kinda like it
When people tell ya not to come around
Here's looking at ya
Been nice to know ya
I see the lines written on your face
I wish you well
But I gotta tell ya
Ain't nothing human ‘bout the human race
You can run
But you can't look behind you
You can hide
But the truth's gonna find you
Some people fight it like some disease
They carry secrets to an early grave
They try to fake it
While on their knees
Never knowing what they really crave
They got no values
They got no soul
No sense of purpose
Nothing to believe
Call me your friend
Then steal me blind
To me you're nothing but a common thief
You can run
But you can't look behind
You you can hide
But the truth's gonna find you
Holding us within this maze
Chomolungma.
(Parsons, Parsons, Olsson)
Instrumental.
Video:
Enlaces:
Wikipedia: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Valid_Path
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