The 365 Project Pt. II
by Eric Wallack
Part II of the 365 Project I began on April 20, 2007 (archived at www.songjournal.podomatic.com) whereby I wrote, recorded and uploaded a song a day for 365 days.Completed April 19, 2008.Thanks for listening! Please drop me a note if you wish:bhagiti at yahoo dot com
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#365 we all get here eventually
we all get here eventually beginnings and endings are all the same blips on radar screens on and off again forgetting the before and after and in between what happens between flashes of light is the mystery of darkness where we become who we really are where there lost in the dark we are always...
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#364 everything to come
everything in its place every nothing in its nowhere from nothing sprouts green again in everywhere there is void our hearts sutras beating out form and nothingness our unfortunate heads lost in clouds formerly pieces of oceans we are of each other and for each other our blood the roads of...
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#363 always be there
every day we try to do our best or something as long as we try we rise i am lost again in the forest in my heart through the soft pines the wind sings pines and the sea always there for me the moon and stars always a mystery i will not forget the birds have eaten the bread crumbs but there’s no...
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#362 floating and sinking
i want to get lost in space it’s like the ocean so cold you can’t breathe but it’s as big as everywhere i’d take one last look at the christmas lights below before reconciling my differences with the moon floating and sinking it’s all the same thing buoyed up or pulled down by something unseen...
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#361 my basket is nearly full
not until you dip your toes into a soggy desert or walk across a dusty sea will you finally know that every contradiction is righted in each and every disbelief we turn out the light to say goodnight we wave goodbye to taillights down the driveway and sometimes hello really means goodbye i’m...
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#360 ready for anything
this day picked like a bouquet burns brightly then fades withering in a glass on the table until in moonlight it is gone we cut them short of our own desire forgetting the cut we give ourselves stealing what it gives easily for free seize no day surrender and be swept away seize no day be ready…
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#359 what now
what gets touched into existence isn’t always touched nor does it always exist but there it is regardless the woods grows to and from the sun bending and twisting a vocabulary its own before the axe rewrites i didn’t lose myself i didn’t disappear what now crudely paint over the top of what was...
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#358 soon now
over and over and over and done these are the best days these are the last wake with me tomorrow be here the next soon now i’ll lay you to rest how many flowers countless come go and come again when the green is wet and the sun is new winter’s moon has set and soon will you we can relive this all...
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#357 like lowering yourself
like whistles made of bones wind blows through and we sing again before our dust melts into clay like lowering yourself into a bathtub full of lightbulbs careful now be gentle or you’ll soon be ribbons no fetishes or shrines no socks over our hands will protect us from harm or deliver us from...
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#356 ghost stories
all ghost stories are mostly true oh you poor dead what can you do trapped here you fools what are you holding on to we grieve and let go but you refuse to leave it’s ok there’s nothing you can can say we understand go now it’s time for you all to all leave float away disappear don’t you…
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#355 jesus he don't answer his own phone
there ain’t much chance of gettin’ by all alone in this world everything is all too much even the stars in the sky every one they’ve all got names so whatcha gonna do sittin’ all alone in your cave better start looking hard for someone who you know you won’t drive insane and jesus he don’t answer...
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#354 but still
you were there but i didn’t fully recognize you among the old and plumping kids from school you were the same as then but now streaks in your hair we held each other and said everything i woke up sad but still you can’t lose what you never had and later after everything and more we rolled tape…
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#353 minneapolis
i was shocked to see jim in his gaudy leather suit made soft by tannic acid and pee before we went outdoors to the halloween parade with its egg races and hugging contests i squeezed too hard and stepped over the line later in a gallery some changes were made and i observed pictures of furniture...
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#352 how could i have known
today we look down and smile every tiny sprig coiled and ready to become every worm wakes to make his way through the damp today the sun will warm the backs of our necks through a breeze still cold with winter’s dying breath birds wing above the end of sleep it’s all over too soon barely goodbye...
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#351 fool away
i’m still stunned i am amazed at smallness in the face of simplicity the songs have have begun water retreats into the soft mossy damp o primavera your fates ghostly in orange groves arrows of desire soon to fool away the robin and jay reclaim branches ready to swagger in green and violet o...
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#350 book of friday
every saturday wished for is a friday forgotten how many can you afford to miss it’s moving too fast it won’t slow down like cards flipping through spokes it doesn’t stop today means everything now like yesterday did then and tomorrow will again write every book of friday each with no beginning...
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#349 every day a fishmarket in china and glass
most of these are whiskers grown from follicles of morning each touching the edges of the day to judge its size and see if i’ll fit but these are faulty antennae allowing me to pass through each time regardless of whatever warning is implied or forgotten lacking agility and grace i trip my way...
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#348 trust me
rise oh rise and shine erase a night of dreams things aren’t what they seem i showed you where the bees were in bowls above our heads barefoot insensitive we didn’t know never trust anyone who says trust me never believe anyone who says believe me rise oh rise and shine every day is unmeant we...
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#347 stop worrying
everyone’s afraid of something spiders dreams or dying sometimes i’m afraid of everyone i wish i could stay inside and not come out for days everyone’s mad at something ignorance or the guy on tv sometimes i’m mad at myself i wish i could do it all over and not make a single mistake stop worrying...
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#346 when seen by strangers a thing of mystery and wonder
hope filled like so many balloons can rise and float away tugging us along held by strings we refuse to let go we are pulled down strange city streets and through country lanes the moment we stop looking up we arrive what we let go floats higher and away when seen by strangers a thing of mystery...
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#345 push your lilies
march out your lions tamed by lambs what flowers will april’s fools bring water cycles in and out of my basement pushed out by pumps into the yard to sink into the yellow grass and return again and again push your lilies and bleeding hearts out into april we’ll mourn the dead and kiss new life…
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#344 how many more times
crystal blue showing through the trees the ice melts again the snow recedes how many more times how many more times we wake and wonder what does each day bring but really we bring the day every time every time every time every time my three buzzards will be back soon to see if i have grown fat or...
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#343 the weightless wait
hello again snow i have no choice but to accept you and i am amazed no date in a book tells you when to come and go you fall when you will and this is the truth we lost it long ago i won’t wait when it’s time to fall we know inside when it’s time anyway and this is the truth we lost it long ago…
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#342 everything be all right soon
sometimes we’re stunned into sunlight too quick to adjust our eyes still living by sleepy moonlight flowers trapped inside our tongues still taste like each other but days push envelopes of resistance we open them dead letters all blank sheets for us to write ourselves into and out of lies white...
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#341 push push
fifty million birds in the trees push push they’re impatient to get on with spring and all together chatter and sing fifty million specks in the trees push push bold and lean bellies eager for seeds from trees still to leaf in greens for the last time this year the moon collapses in on itself…
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#340 from now on (i will do my best)
we’re not growing old together you and i no i did you in from the start soon one of us has to go and we both know who i didn’t think it would be like this yet again i count down to another end this i have made myself there is no stopping it from now on none as bad as this i will do my best i will...
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#339 we both know better than that
ghosts and the living haunt me the same there’s no difference between waking and the dead nothing that can be touched is real but everything i hold in my arms is warm and true every night we walk to the place but we both know better than this and i inscribed every name on each of them with my...
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#338 but it would never be enough
i never thought that i would make it this far seems like everything’s made up and that nothing’s real here’s to fuckin’ up let’s raise our glass and spend it all i remember every single time that i was wrong you didn’t think i was counting but you were gone it’s time i make amends for this but i...
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#337 legs for land
nothing rushes in to fill this vacuum the hollow remains there’s no putting your finger on what’s not there soon everything is filled up with whatever finds its way there mostly runoff and refuse but i am prepared i did this to myself i do not know why once i dipped in the stream but instead of...
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#336 oceans of endings
oceans of endings wash over me wash over me i sink willingly into your blue and green permanence i am here of my own accord i dove headfirst into the warm brine a sea of my own making and as i sink above me is the walnut shell canoe i left you for your safe departure into forever oceans of…
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#335 stitched up in miracles
there you were under our feet all along a miracle of birdseeds and peanut dreams how did you do it did you make the leap fall through the cracks where did you go when hope is lost hearts will still be mended stitched up in miracles and wonder soon you’ll be back in your socks and the world will…
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#334 everybody's insides are full of surprises
last night listening to nico she told me i was beautiful and alone she was half right i took down the mirrors long ago i remember we found two aerosol cans in a field we tossed them into the sky and they sprayed us with insecticide everybody’s insides are full of surprises stop looking in order…
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#333 at some point everyone needs to escape
all of us and more waist deep formed a circle in the shallows hand in hand we started to spin clockwise faster and faster and when i jumped i missed the raft and everybody laughed but i had already made my plans for raw fish in france at some point everyone needs to escape first chance you get…
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#332 a kite over toledo
yesterday everything was brown like the cold that’s trying to warm toledo was yawning and above it a yellow kite flew tethered to a wish spring is ready to open its eyes what will today bring how will i remember another year i have nothing to fly over this sleepy city you can let go your string…
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#331 the world is where we make it
anything that can’t be undone can still be forgiven in the moment there is only now and what will be the failure of the word cuts the cat in two the flute silent until we stop trying then the song returns like trees growing in eaves troughs the world is where we make it self like robes dropping...
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#330 it's time again (awake awake)
i can tell it’s almost time you’re almost ready to wake again you smell of moss and mud hullo hullo how did you sleep what did you dream did you miss the moon and stars did you think you wouldn’t wake it’s time again i’ve missed you remember me i waited for you take your time but don’t wait too...
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#329 another morning song
morning is hollow and strong like bamboo it props up each day effortlessly and through it our breath sings how many times i have wished you away holding out on night afraid you would kill my sad old moon no but it was me my hands still dusty with the deed but that was then now i hold morning…
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#328 a meal in the making
all night long turning and turning give a dog a bone the moment the choir intones the last hour is the longest a crazy plane too powerful for the sky explodes the holes where everyone falls are four feet deep in solid stone i can’t make it stop it won’t go away a meal in the making feasted upon…
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#327 nothing to worry about
where does it all come from is it new or has it always been here waiting i skied across an ohio hillside at night chased by a white leopard that didn’t eat me pictures of locker rooms in a book i didn’t want to see on the cover an ocean horror a girl turning into a fish in agony before being...
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#326 every day
i want to make a day of sleep and for a night stay awake wrapped in a blanket of dark pierced by silver freckles of light when it was over i would try to remember every second of both and try to make something of it even if it was nothing as it is every day i feel like i’m losing ground i feel…
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#325 sails (for loren connors)
the amp hum tone arm drop and pedal click all a simple ecstasy in utter simplicity your theresa’s entrails pierced and burning like no bernini dare fuck with his angel no yours a beauty in direct shuddering communion sculpted in vacuum tube heat and wire all drifting and round and later you with...
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#324 give yourself to the invisible coil
we give and take away daylight as if we can every four years an extra day because we don’t understand universal clockwork who needs clocks when we have the stars mark each month by hot or cold sense of smell and the color of light dissolved in water none of this matters anyway mark them however…
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#323 ashes
do flowers dream of becoming trees sick of their hollow stems full of milk for flowers and food for bees what ocean doesn’t dream of falling into the himalayas or rolling down the faces of lovers before returning we are ashes once and again from the ground and back again one day the sky will take...
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#322 a bad dream
and soon it was time and i didn’t want to let it go but there it was in the white room with the drain on the floor eventually we’re all empty dry hollow husks depleted vessels of memory so i squeezed and the drain did its job and all i wanted was to tell you one more thing but it was too late and...
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#321 rise
eventually the bubbles in us rise there will be clarity from the hillsides all things grow before they die we will rise we will rise behind a white flag is no place to hide i was wrong and what i’ll pay is nothing compared to this before i die i will rise i will rise apologies like murdering…
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#320 paid in full
how many last straws and camel’s backs how many lives left in this poor cat i’ve given it all i’ve paid in full this white flag is all i have left we’ve already been through this there’s no use trying to push me more i’ve given it all i’ve paid in full besides you gave me your word it’s almost…
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#319 no pillar of salt
it was still daylight wandering from room to room taking one last look i tossed one lit stick of dynamite into the living room and out the fire escape i leapt moving quickly farther away it was suddenly dark as made my way down main street when the light flashed the street rippled and for a…
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#318 it's gonna rain again regardless
like everyone else i live in houses made of cards pictures pasted on each a museum recreated in celluloid and last night this one complete with cardboard friends from the past and open walls to the outside collapsed shuffle the deck roll the bones read the leaves it’s gonna rain again regardless...
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#317 everyday i was here with you
soon begins winter’s gracious leave accepting receding disappearing into the underbrush and overpasses we can all feel it softly begin the thrush no longer deceived fills himself with beginning and sings i begin my goodbye everyday i was here with you and i will be again the sky plump with blue…
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#316 headfirst (w/jay leyland keys, bass, drums)
it’s remarkable what’s forgotten and what is not fishing line caught on a car sinking to the bottom a sea lion in a boat his flippers poking through the holes all this for mercy strange misunderstood joy what i can’t erase becomes a tragedy or comedy of helplessness that i dove into headfirst i...
About this show
Part II of the 365 Project I began on April 20, 2007 (archived at www.songjournal.podomatic.com) whereby I wrote, recorded and uploaded a song a day for 365 days.Completed April 19, 2008.Thanks for listening! Please drop me a note if you wish:bhagiti at yahoo dot com
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