At 75, I've been going through decades of memorabilia so my kids won't someday have to, and in the process I came upon a trove of old songs and poems that had either never been recorded, or existed only as demo tapes I'd made on cassette tape (ask a Boomer).

This album is the debut release of my new group, The Paul S Cilwa Project. I'm the songwriter, lyricist, and composer—same as always—but this time around I made use of modern AI tools to produce the recordings, the same way I once leaned on MIDI, Cakewalk, and a computer to record my first album. These days most of the work runs through Suno. Two of the instrumentals, "Ella" and "Altronia," are older pieces I included for thematic reasons rather than run them through Suno.

Every lyric—and most of the melodies—on this album I wrote before 1976. That's why "Alice's Resistor" name-drops Marcus Welby, M.D. I could have updated the references, but decided not to. No one watches TV anymore, anyway.

I'm very pleased with how these turned out. I hope you enjoy them!

You can listen to the whole album here, or visit each track listed below to read the lyrics and play that song only.

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Music Only Dogs Can Hear

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/23/2026		Page Views: 219
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The title song: what dogs hear that we can't—and what we won't.
Estimated reading time: 3 minute(s) (481 words)

This song exists because the album needed it to. I'd had the title for a good while before I noticed there was no song by that name on the record—so the album was very nearly finished before its own title track got written.

Whippoorwill

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 16
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My mother's ode to an extremely annoying bird.
Estimated reading time: 1 minute(s) (224 words)

This is the only song on this album whose lyrics I did not write. Who did? My Mom! My mother, Edna Mae Brown-Cilwa, was quite an accomplished and published poet back in the day. When going through the old papers, I found this ode to an annoying bird that I felt needed to be arranged like a Joni Mitchell tune.

Sally's Choice

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 8
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Finally! A recording of my top song of the 1980s!
Estimated reading time: 3 minute(s) (493 words)

Here's a song I wrote in the 1980s, but never got around to actually recording until now. No, I didn't write it about a specific person. I had, by then, started to see that a lot of people seemed unable or unwilling to examine the reasons for their unhappiness. This song was my response.

Every Song I Sing (Sounds Like The Carpenters)

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 10
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Relax, it's supposed to be funny.
Estimated reading time: 2 minute(s) (301 words)

It's no secret that the brother/sister duo known as the Carpenters was a major influence on my musical evolution…so much so that I found it was affecting my direction too much. So, in wry awareness, I threw together this little homage. Not exactly a parody, but not serious, either.

The Fly and I

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 10/23/2023 Updated: 8/15/2026		Page Views: 15
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A fight to the finish.
Estimated reading time: 2 minute(s) (376 words)

A fight to the finish.

Carry The Flame

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 7
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From my novel: a slave's song for everything his people lost.
Estimated reading time: 1 minute(s) (200 words)

I wrote this one for my novel, Lucian of Samosata. In the story, it's sung by an enslaved Spaniard, mourning everything his people lost—their homes, their freedom, their dead—with nothing left to hold onto but the memory.

How Can I Make Him Love Me?

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 11
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Written at nineteen, out of boredom, in a lifeguard chair.
Estimated reading time: 2 minute(s) (443 words)

This song has a backstory for sure. When I was about 19, the summer after I graduated from high school, I was working as a lifeguard at the Ponce de Leon Motor Lodge in St. Augustine. There was almost no one ever actually there; so, to fight boredom, I wrote what we now call "fan fiction", a script for Love, American Style entitled "Love and the Girl Reporter". It was, essentially, similar to what eventually became Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman—a light-hearted look at the relationship between the Kryptonian and the Earth woman.

The Heart of an Angel

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 9
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How it felt to fall in love on New Year's Eve, 1996.
Estimated reading time: 2 minute(s) (298 words)

I met Michael in late 1996, and fell in love with him New Year's Eve. We were together for nearly 20 years; and though we aren't any more, we're still friends, and he's still an amazing guy. This song tells exactly how I felt at the time, and that feeling remains as one of my most precious memories.

Granny, Bring Your Honda Home!

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 44
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Granny's got a motorcycle and no intention of coming home.
Estimated reading time: 2 minute(s) (416 words)

In 1972 I did the "Marian Sessions". Marian was a woman who, if I recall right, was introduced to me by my Mom. Marian had an electronic organ, and wanted to write songs and sell them. She could play the organ (not as well as I), but absolutely couldn't sing, or arrange. So that was to be my job.

The Open Window

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 9
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Written 1969. Arranged 2003, at the wheel of a big rig. Sung at last.
Estimated reading time: 2 minute(s) (262 words)

I wrote this song in 1969, arranged an instrumental version of it in 2003 (while driving my big rig!) and finally recorded the vocal today! My inspiration was the English short story "The Open Window" by Saki (H.H. Munro)—a 1914 British tale that, other than the title, the song has no relationship. However, I'd toyed with the (impractical at the time) idea of making it into a movie, which meant it would need a theme song, which is what I wrote this to be.

Gifts of Love

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 10
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Written at the EPA in 1978, while waiting for a program to compile.
Estimated reading time: 2 minute(s) (310 words)

I wrote these lyrics back around 1978, when (and while!) I was working for the Environmental Protection Agency. In those days, to write a computer program meant waiting for it to "compile", which meant humans sitting around, waiting to check the output. A lot of these waits were considerable, so I did a lot of poetry. It wasn't until yesterday that I decided to put a tune to it, and I'm pleased with the result!

When I Was A Computer Lad

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 9
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Gilbert and Sullivan, by way of Allan Sherman, by way of COBOL.
Estimated reading time: 2 minute(s) (430 words)

The tune goes back to Gilbert & Sullivan's H.M.S. Pinafore, where Sir Joseph Porter sings "When I Was a Lad" to explain how he rose to become First Lord of the Admiralty without ever setting foot on a ship. The 1960s comic Allan Sherman later parodied it—his version follows a guy climbing the ranks in advertising. So I decided to write my own parody, about becoming a computer programmer. Sherman's arrangement was jazzy, a cappella except for drums; for mine, I went Big Band.

Something I Know

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 11
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A friend said "play something I know." So I did.
Estimated reading time: 2 minute(s) (285 words)

So one day in the 1970s I was hanging out with friends, playing the guitar and singing, and one of my friends said, "Play something I know." So I hit a C chord and sang, "Something I know…" It was a joke, of course; and I can't believe I'm the only one in the history of the world who made that joke. Except…I didn't stop. I kept playing, making up words as I went along, until I had this. The lyrics are hardly Shakespeare, but the tune it catchy enough that you probably won't care.

Alice's Resistor

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 23
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He cannot compete with her television.
Estimated reading time: 2 minute(s) (369 words)

I wrote this back in 1972, when I worked at the radio station. James Taylor was very popular at the time, and I always got a kick out of writing style parodies. So I wrote this song about a girl who's so into watching TV that her boyfriend can't get her attention.

I'm Only As Far As The Nearest Bar

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/14/2026		Page Views: 9
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A 1972 demo whose corny lyrics have aged, at last, into camp.
Estimated reading time: 3 minute(s) (499 words)

In 1972, when I was about 21, I did what I've always thought of as the "Marian Sessions".

The Heart Remembers

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/22/2026		Page Views: 151
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Mom's poem about forgetting everything except the one thing that matters.
Estimated reading time: 3 minute(s) (478 words)

Another of my mother's poems set to music. Edna Mae Brown-Cilwa was a published poet, and this one is collected with the rest of her work here.

Where Freedom Finds Its Song

By: Paul S Cilwa	Posted: 8/19/2026		Page Views: 8
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The same song as on 1944, in a completely different century.
Estimated reading time: 1 minute(s) (56 words)

This song appears on two of my albums, in two very different outfits. The version on 1944 is big band, written for a wartime USO stage. This one is modern pop—same words, same melody, a completely different century.