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8 Perfect Strangers

(Blackmore, Gillan, Glover) From the Deep Purple album 'Perfect Strangers'
(or Perfect St. Rangers as it is sometimes known)

Can you recapture the past? Will the flames burn again so fiercely? These were the questions we asked ourselves as we stood, together again for the first time in over ten years, somewhat shakily in the mid-eighties. Deep Purple. We were a family, albeit a troubled one, and the spirit of what had gone before was drawing us together again; unlikely as that may have seemed just a year earlier. We had each of us been on great Odysseys and that meant that we were not the raw individuals that had made things work in '69.

The song refers to uncertainties about ourselves and about the reaction from the public, about our music and our integrity. A recognition that the days of gay abandon had passed and that a new phase was being entered. And so, from my point of view, the loneliness and singularity of all these vulnerabilities being put under a spotlight, a strand of silver, for the first time.

Perfect Strangers

(Blackmore, Gillan, Glover)

Can you remember
Remember my name
As I flow through your life
A thousand oceans I have flown
And cold spirits of ice
All my life
I am the echo of your past

I am returning
The echo of a point in time
Distant faces shine
A thousand warriors I have known
And laughing as the spirits appear
All your life
Shadows of another day

And if you hear me talking on the wind
You've got to understand
We must remain
Perfect strangers

I know I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow

A strand of silver
Hanging through the sky
Touching more than you see
The voice of ages in your mind
Is aching with the dead of the night
Precious life
Your tears are lost in falling rain

And if you hear me talking on the wind
You've got to understand
We must remain
Perfect Strangers

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