The 365 Project

The 365 Project

By Eric WallackMusic
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The 365 Project episodes

  • #37 walkin' song
    if you want to know
    where you’ve been
    look at the soles of your feet
    every road and exit
    the roads less taken
    and not
    etched in dirt
    and thorns mapped in wishes
    suspicions, surprises
    and dreary sunrises
     
    walk with me
    won’t you please
    won’t you please
    walk with me
     
    if you want to know
    where you’re going
    let ravens be your guide
    go as the crow flies
    throw stones
    and spit
    the distance
    see how many more before
    you get back home
    before you’re alone
     
    walk with me
    won’t you please
    won’t you please
    walk with me
     
    bhagiti 5.26.07 toledo, oh
    2 min
  • #36 bees and lillies
    i said
    i feel like i should
    put this all in a jar
    and bury it in the backyard
    but i would only
    roll in the flowers
    that grew up in the spot
    tuesday
    those flowers spilled
    from my mouth
    washed out lillies falling
    to the ground
    and from them
    golden bees circled and buzzed
    i told
    you everything
    and before we could stop
    it was too late
    and wings of your own
    lifted you away
    and i wanted to come
    but mine wouldn’t budge
    covered as they were
    in honey
    there’s no making
    any sense
    of this
    bhagiti 5.25.2007 perrybsurg, oh
    3 min
  • #35 improvisation: 4:33 in the morning
    i have a friend
    he’s a poet
    mysh
    how do you do it
    how do you make the words come
    when there are none
    what do you do
    when words
    aren’t
    enough when they’re shit
    when what’s bursting out of you
    is indescribable
    how do you do it
    are we the great
    poem, painting
    or song
    is the pain and desire
    that rules both sickness and love
    what we’d scream
    if we only had the words
    so this song
    is a lie
    ‘cause what i really want
    to say is impossible
    with the words that i know and the only
    other way is out of the question
    so mysh
    how do you do it
    how do you make the words come
    when there are none
    bhagiti 5.24.07 perrysburg, oh
    3 min
  • #34 as driftwood a muddy, shell covered shore i await
    sometimes
    it's really hard
    like this
    floating
    alone
    naked
    in a semi
    elliptical orbit
    i am
    jetsam
    driftwood
    detritus
    the price
    nine parts pain
    one part bliss
    makes it all
    worthwhile
    anywhere
    my heart
    rests
    amounts to
    nothing but
    distress
    and
    deliciousness
    anytime
    my insides
    ache with
    your name
    i die
    and live
    again
    i'll be
    left
    out here
    forever
    it's a price
    i'm willing
    to pay
    all i ask
    is please
    don't forget
    bhagiti 5.23.07 toledo, oh
    3 min
  • #33 dreaming in seven
    i’m here
    didn’t you see me
    i raised my hand
    i had the right answer
    but it was the wrong question
    this is a dream
    this is not a dream
    this is a dream
    this is not a dream
     
    and now
    like a bosch painting
    in tempera
    a penance for no sin
    and flowers pour from my mouth
    this is a dream
    this is not a dream
    this is a dream
    this is not a dream
     
    just then
    a small miracle
    a butterfly
    neon paper-winged jewel
    and suddenly it’s all clear
    this is a dream
    this is not a dream
    this is a dream
    this is not a dream
     
    bhagiti 5.22.07 toledo, oh
    4 min
  • #32 hey hey
    take me back to the beginning
    i want to start all over again
    i don’t want to end up a clamshell
    stripped of it’s muscle
    cracked open on the shore
    hey hey now don’t you frown
    isn’t there some slight of hand
    some sort of deceit where you close
    your fingers over the egg
    and open them up again
    this time revealing nothing
    hey hey now don’t you frown
    i’ll give in to whatever works
    whatever offers me the best odds
    i don’t want to end up a hamster
    stripped of his dignity
    alsleep at his go nowhere wheel
    hey hey now don’t you frown
    isn’t there some violet tincture
    some sort of undo elixer made from
    honey or jelly and coconut leaves
    i’d take it no questions
    placebo or poison i’ve nothing left to lose
    hey hey now don’t you frown
    bhagiti 5.21.07 perrysburg, oh
    3 min
  • #31 a necklace of silence
    i’ve lived and died on
    other people’s words
    two syllable angels
    and in two more
    nothing
    what is this all about
    who is this all for
    the pregnant pause
    a silvery bauble
    strung with silent vowels
    it lights up your neck
    what is this all about
    who is this all for
    i’m equally to blame
    i can’t shut up
    the words come and come
    but i get them all wrong
    what is this all about
    who is this all for
    i’ll be tongue-tied
    wrapped up and restrained
    held back mute and mum
    a string of empty words
    hands tied
    what is this all about
    who is this all for
    bhagiti 5.20.07 perrysburg, oh
    3 min
  • #30 whereupon the future opens like a chrysalis
    ok what now
    this didn’t come with a book
    30 days gone
    and the dials have all changed
    do your worst
    do your best
    it’s the getting there
    this is a test
    i’ll rattle pots and pans
    scare up some options
    turn the big dial
    and tune in the prizes
    do your worst
    do your best
    it’s the getting there
    this is a test
    i think i’ll step
    on this moving sidewalk
    it’s a long way
    to infinity
    do your worst
    do your best
    it’s the getting there
    this is a test
    bhagiti 5.19.07 perrysburg, oh
    2 min
  • #29 the ineluctable mystery of minutia
    like the new moon
    in the old moon’s arms
    only when lit by venus
    do we know that it’s there
    these old moon arms
    are like mine they’re
    tired but glowing
    charged with knowing
    that though invisible
    there’s beauty
    in the mysteries
    of the unseen
    i will continue to warble
    from the balcony
    located just below
    this strange planetarium
    bhagiti 5.18.07 perrysburg, oh
    2 min
  • #28 and the fragments whir like a weather vane
    in my heart
    there’s both a willow
    and a well
    under one i dream
    into the other
    i toss coins
    gambling
    on the promise
    of dreams
    i once thought
    the heart is both
    an asylum and a morgue
    i was wrong
    i take that back
    it’s not like that at all
    it’s a wilderness
    and there we sit
    under a tree
    eating honey
    worth the sting
    sometimes
    the heart’s not such
    a bad place to dwell
    as long as you leave open
    a safe means
    of escape
    and gamble
    on the promise
    of dreams
    bhagiti 5.17.07 bowling green, oh
    2 min

About The 365 Project

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Inspired by song diarists like David Andrew Strackany (aka PALEO), I endeavor to write, record and upload a song a day for 365 days.