It's a long, long way to anything's end (Week 11)

This week, I was beset by a variety of unexpected technical difficulties. My response to said difficulties was to get really, really, really, really, really upset, followed swiftly by a Zen-like ambivalence to the project as a whole. Since I'm writing this on the latter side of that emotional see-saw, I don't have much to say about this week's song. 

The first lines popped into my head on the way to a gig a few weeks ago.  The next day, I finished the song in a sitting, realizing that (as often happens) the first lines actually belonged in the second verse. As it turns out, I'm pretty good at starting songs in the second verse. This song also revives a few fragments that have been sitting in the scrap pile for several years. It's nice to see them finally getting some use. I paired it with a video taken from the window of my office on a rainy day.

The only other thought I have about this song is that I'm glad I wrote it, that it's nice to be writing songs at a regular clip, and that I almost certainly have this project and you, the listener, to thank for this consistent pulse of creative output. And without the drumbeat of weekly commitment, I probably would have hurled my computer across the room at some point in the last 24 hours. So thank you.

Lyrics:
Flip the stones, it's been hell here since the freeze
the floodplain homes and all the washed out streets
and here I am again, palming the woodgrain floor
wonderin what it is I'm hoping for

hoping you'll come easy
hoping you'll release me
after all

Leaving town, left all the lights on in my house
westward bound, on 20 til the road runs out
and here I go again, let my lower nature take the wheel
wonderin what the hell I thought I'd feel 

and hoping you'll come easy
hoping you'll release me
after all

It's a long long way to anything's end
from Cambridge to Cleveland, from Blackfoot to Bend
from strangers to lovers to strangers again
and again

Love has always made me a walker, I've been walking around
hoping to catch a glimpse of you darling in the crowd when the bars let out
late late nights and long long days are my specialty
trying to beat the ever-loving madness out of me

and hoping you'll come easy
hoping you'll release me
​after all

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