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Last minute Christmas-ish song, written when I was supposed to be doing something else - but at least I have posted something this year now.

Many thanks to Jonathan Beckenstein for his extremely helpful feedback on an earlier mix of this track.
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People hurry home
Against the cold
They crowd below
In metro stations

A small child stands transfixed
By Christmas lights
Despite the wind speed and
Direction

The eternal now
The eternal now

The circumpolar low
The wind blown snow
The coniferous tree
Exception

An accident prevented by
An angel on the
Roof tops
Intervention

[Repeat chorus]

[Repeat verse]

[Repeat chorus]
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Produced arranged composed performed recorded & mixed (inexpertly) by Wheelwright in bedroom.
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Original image (detail) Nicolas Gras https://unsplash.com/@armgd
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14th November 2023: Replaced with a hopefully better mixed version also with some changes/fixes for the piano part in places.

The Eternal Now

YOUTUBE CHANNEL: www.youtube.com/user/WrittenForGuitar
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In The Fullness Of Time

Tabula Rasa (Free Download)

'Crossing The Boundary' Is a Jazz Fusion piece inspired by the growing sense of a lack of compassion and respect for one another and the land. The building in the cover image and taken by Freddy Bence, demonstrating what I am sensing "world wide". A downward spiral in care for ouselves and our surroundings.
However, forever the optimist, I look forward to an upward turn in the situation, when common sense once again hits in.
My thanks to Freddy for his superb camera skills and you can visit his page here: https://soundcloud.com/fjbence

Thank you for listening and any comments you care to leave will be received with much gratitude.
Alan

Light The Candle Please

Crossing The Boundary

self examination

I am ME, and I am You-min. Anything else within these two lines is simply... All Good. 

Making up boxes, no matter how one frames it, is just prop-a-gating the same ole' divisive cracks under a fresh coat of bad faith-paint. So stop marking up tribal bounds, and instead, let's all BOND within the only Spectrum that should really matter: this gorgeous You-n-I-verse that we all share.

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LYRICS

How do you grope about
with eyes popped wide when there's no view 
of what stretches behind the salt suss-pression of 
your sticky-sweater skin?

Do fingers ball up, full exploratory-like
Flail away in fistfuls
Fuzzy flurry of Punch & Ply
Do digits dance delicate 'twixt the dunes
to dowse what fiery diary swells within?

***

Why do we trope around
Big Lies plopped down wide open, peer-review
a spectrum skew molded by-the-bi trap within?

Genitalia vibrant stroke impressions
Hexadex or Binary, veiled hue expression
'Box be box' in spite of facets or dimension --
it still walls us in...

***

What makes a fellah-fellah
...stakes a sistah-sistah
...slakes a mallow-yellow
...wakes a mistah
Whoda howda whyda focus on special 
kindsa tribal lines and gloves?

What fakes a feelah-feelah
...cakes a mistah-sistah
...shakes a twistah-listah
...breaks a blistah
why wouldn't ya want an all-encompassing 
kinda it's-all-good full life to love?

***

Why do the hokey-pocus
...lose the larger focus
...choose the lie that chokes us
...rue the roost with spose-dahs?

You R you N you Are you-min
time to toss the tribes
and share one

LOVE

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Gro(w)ping Thru The F(l)og

Lyrics:
This crawl space is a little tight,
As everything surrounds me at night.
It isn't right the way I'm packed away, not on ice.
I try to be real quiet,
but I guess I woke the giant,
I couldn't help it.
And now the sky is angry with me.
I don't see,
it's far too dark for sight.
Crawling isn't for me,
I'd much rather fly away.
I try to be on time.
I lost track of myself somewhere,
I could not help it.
And everyone seems to be gone.
Just in case you didn't hear, me.
I'll try to be ever more clear.
Can't see my face but I'm down here.
Heavily insulated crawl space,
what will I do?
Some day I will find my way.

Crawl Space

I think I’m Broken(Instrumental)

https://youtu.be/0puKZAdlqVg
https://soundcloud.com/231219/mmxxiiviiviilngwck

MMXXIIIVIXIIICCSSBL

Dear Winter

Music:  PJ Project & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocal:  Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix:  PJ Project

Lyrics:

So much to catch up on
Some of it never gets done
Time is too short, passes to quickly
suddenly the day is gone

It will be fine, it will be okey
Just speak up
And the help is on the way

People fussing, children shouting
So much noise all around
High demands coming from all sides
No peace to be found

It will be fine, it will be okey
Just speak up
And the help is on the way

Life is short, use it well
There is so much to gain
By slowing down, take a break
Time will pass anyway

It will be fine, it will be okey
Just speak up
And the help is on the way

I REMEMBER A TULIP

Calebass

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