FIX TODAY (JunkHeap (c) Apr 05 2021 / Remixed/fixed Aug 2023)

Youtube video:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yxCJ314-GTg

Time travelling from this place,
I'd like to step through a gate.
Launched into space and time,
everything motionless; emotionless.

If today was my last day in this place,
that you and I lay to waste,
the tears would well up in my eyes, 
saying goodbye.

I go forward in time,
to see if we get it right.
Fix today. 
Not tomorrow.
Fix today. 

All I can send back is a brief message 
from the other dim, a text.  
No way to return.
I see the world burning.
Chaos and melting.
Just one little message. 
One little message.
I know, I know.

Fix today.
I hope we change
our destructive ways.
Fix today.
I hope we change.

Fix Today

Technology isn't all bad, this song just points out the dangers of it, but it also points out how technology is overtaking being human.

Music Video:
https://youtu.be/i_x-CCgWEXk?si=sQ2aD-2b5IhXks3b

DISCONNECT 
(c) JunkHeap Jun 08 2021 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

I spy with my little eye, impatience.
Right there, out of the corner, it's waiting.
Blood runs through our veins cold
when we have to slow our pace.

Standing in line...
when someones card declines the payment.
Traffic stopped bumper in my face.
Watching people lose it 
when their order isn't just right. 

Speeding bullet train called 'Progress'.
Human beings we stand motionless,
against the onslaught, 
we're losing our hearts.
Like a blood clot jammed in our brains.
It's such a god-damn shame.
It'll lead us down a path of no return.

Disconnect.  
I know you're listening.
Disconnect.  
What do you want me to say?

Something disconcerting in the theme here.
Techno-savvy CEOs with their dreams in
technicolour for you to believe in.
They say it so convincingly.

The poison fed to you, 
through their intravenous tube.

Speeding bullet train called 'Progress'.
Human beings we stand motionless,
against the onslaught, 
we're losing our hearts.
Like a blood clot jammed in our brains.
It's such a god-damn shame.
It'll lead us down a path of no return.

Disconnect.  
I know you're listening.
Disconnect.  
What do you want me to say?

Speeding bullet train called 'Progress'.
Human beings we stand motionless,
against the onslaught, 
we're losing our hearts.
Like a blood clot jammed in our brains.
It's such a god-damn shame.
It'll lead us down a path of no return.

Disconnect

It's a breakup tune, with angst, what more can I say?  Making music that is unique, yet audible influences can be heard, is everything. 

YOU'RE GONNA MISS ME
(c) JunkHeap Oct 01 2021 / Remix/Remaster May 2025

It's such a nightmare being dumped, 
breakups are never easy. 
Insecurity feeds.
I know who I am,
I didn't deserve it,  
what you did to me.

The pain it turns, 
it's like a dagger twisted.
Til my heart bleeds.
I see your toxic,
convoluted optics.
So glad I'm free.

You're Gonna Miss Me.

Stone cold, not sure if you're alive.
Well, you made up your mind,
and it's goodbye.
I need to leave you in the past,
I must have been blind.
My soul gives me a high-five.

You're Gonna Miss Me.

You're Gonna Miss Me

This is a song about finding that girl who you know is your life partner.  Such a cool feeling if/when it happens.  

LOVE NEVER-ENDING
(c) JunkHeap Mar 19 2022 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

So what you think when your day is so plain.
Looking out the window has the blasé.
I'm walking home and I'm thinking of you.

Chin on hand looking outside.
Unenthusiatically working through the  day dreams.
Don't you want to get away from the everyday?

C'mon on baby, join me on the street and dance.

I want to meet you at a coffee shop,
and pretend I don't know you.
flirt with you girl, like we first met.

Seasons changing, and reasons waning.
Forget the meaning, the deeper reason.
We keep on aging, our love keeps changing. 
A flower into a bouquet. 

I grab your hand and we go flying high over the city,
over the steeples and chimneys. 
Someone sweeping; 
someone sippin' a coffee on a balcony.

You and I smile at each other, 
with the wind in our ears, 
and we're changing gears.
No ones going to stop us...  
Our love for each other.

Love Never-ending

DANCING WITH MYSELF – Billy Idol (c) 1982 
- JunkHeap (c) Feb 19 2022

On the floors of Tokyo
Or down in London town to go, go
With a record selection and a mirror direction
I'm dancing with myself

When there's no one else in sight
In the crowded lonely night
Well I wait so long for my love vibration
And I'm dancing with myself, oh-oh

Dancing with myself, oh-oh
Dancing with myself
When there's nothing to lose 
and there's nothing to prove
Well I'm dancing with myself

Ah, oh, oh-oh

If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
ddBut your empty eyes seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing with myself

So let's sink another drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance
And I'd be dancing with myself, oh-oh

Dancing with myself, oh-oh
Dancing with myself
When there's nothing to lose 
and there's nothing to prove 
Well I'm dancing with myself

Ah oh oh-oh
Ah oh oh-oh-oh
Ah oh oh-oh
Ah oh oh-oh

If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty eyes seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing with myself

So let's sink another drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance
And I'd be dancing with myself, oh-oh

Dancing with myself, oh-oh
Dancing with myself
If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance

Oh oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh, dancing with myself
Oh-oh oh-oh, dancing with myself (sweat)
Oh-oh oh-oh, dancing with myself

Dancing With Myself - (c) Billy Idol 1982 - JunkHeap (c) Feb 2022 / Remix/Fix Dec 2022

This song explores the good and bad in all of us.  We're all incredibly complex beings, and we all live with our internal demons.  The lyrics regarding a fly buzzing around an incandescent are a tongue-and-cheek reference to The Exorcist movie.  :)  There's a balance that we all try to maintain; some fail, some exceed,  but the vast majority of us live in the middle ground, the grey.

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LIVING WITH THE DEMONS 
(c) JunkHeap Apr 2022 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

I'm lying on my bed 
looking up at a fly buzzing around
an incandescent. 
The light reminds me - 
we're full of strong emotion; passionate.

...and here we are.
Living with the demons,      
but I'm not going to the fire.

I'm grey, not bad or good, 
somewhere in between.
I'm grey, not happy or sad,
if you know what I mean.

Heart keeps on beating,
while I'm eating my cereal in the morning.
Nothing special, 
no pre-emptive warning;
of some devil coming in to steal my soul.

later on you can drop by,
and we can see what you have mind.

Some days the rays of light
from above they touch me, 
but Light or dark, I'm mostly grey.

Living with the demons.
Got to get them out of my head.
Living with the demons.

Living With The Demons

This is a song about those you depend on.

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I LOOK FOR YOU
(c) JunkHeap Apr 06 2022 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

Sometimes the days wear me down.  
I'm looking outside,
see my reflection in the window.
Furrowed brow and worrying  
etching its lines.
   
The world it turns and burns,
seems like it'll always be this way.
Hope shines bright through the clouds, 
as we wish for a better day.

I look for you.
I see your face in the crowd. 
Her eyes call to me, 
and we meet and 
hold each other so close. 
I feel your warmth.
See the throngs of people
moving like a wake around us;
in the ordered chaos, 
we save each other from it all.

ch. / break

My pillar of sanity, is you.
I look for you 
to whittle away the time 
on this insane ride.
Laughter and I get you.
We're past the pleasantries.
So many great days behind,
so many ahead.
So many great days ahead.

I look for you.

I Look For You

This is about reflecting on life while making an effort at it; the effort year over year; the wonder of life, the seriousness of each generations experiences.  

REFLECTION IN THE HEAT
(c) JunkHeap Jun 28 2022 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

I sure hope we get it together.

I get home and toss my keys on the table.
Someday I will be unable. 
For now, just making sense of the world.  
Maybe before I croak, sudden revelation.
I put up my feet and ponder.
 
Yet another year has passed, 
ruminating over it.

You did well, still work to do, 
but the last year has been 
a bit peculiar.
One year older, life is such a wonder.
Hard times, 
we come out somewhat stronger.

Ya.
Reflection.

All the people walking on the streets,
I'm thinking we're getting closer to
a precipice.
In this time everyone is trying to make
ends meet.
Change is up to you and me.

Reflection In The Heat

Youtube Video:  https://youtu.be/b70uQ3Xycyc

WE WANT TO FLY 
(c) JunkHeap Jul 21 2022 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

Thinking about the day 
and feedin' on the summer vibe, 
do you feel it?

Later that night I need some sleepin',
crawl into bed, soft sheets are cheering.
The pillow says hello,
and I fade below.

Someone waves to come along,
through a field, beside a pond.  
It's idyllic. 
Jump up high, and say goodbye
flying up and out of sight.

Hit the clouds.
In the clouds.
and there's the sun.
and the beautiful Earth.
For all it's worth,
in this day and age.
Turn the page
and you see the rage.

it's all sort of malign.
Politicians turn a blind eye.
They don't have the fortitude
to satisfy all our needs.

We want to fly.

Sitting on a beach near Naples;
Standing in Krasna Square;
Meet some people at the Pyramids of Giza;
then hit downtown NYC and see its flair.

Dreaming of a simple bliss, 
where I feel her lovely kiss.
But a dark flows in so slowly,
blots out the light, 
and I feel people want to get away.

We want to fly.

We Want To Fly

This song was inspired from the movie 'Fight Club'.  When the buildings were falling.  I get the feeling some ppl who listen to this will think it's about destroying society.  No.

This is a song about doing something about improving the world,  each in our own way.  EACH of us has to do something.  With that belief, nothing will stand in our way.

NOTHING'S GONNA STAND IN OUR WAY
JunkHeap (c) (Dec 2022 / Remixed/Fixed Aug 2023)

Where were you,
when it was all coming down?
Where were you,
why did you run away?

All night we watched the city burn.
The world crumbling down into ashes,
down on the ground.

Through the screams, we see the people running.
Through the smoke we see how people really behave.
No way to stop the crossfire as hope gives away.
We have to take it all down, and start from the ground, 
yes we do.

I don't know what else we're supposed to do.
Another year of the same.
Time to take it down, 
time to turn it around.

Let's start over, it's such a dream. 
Now all is clean.
Nothing's gonna stand in our way.
We watch, helpless; the endless scene.
Take it into our own hands,
now!
Nothing's gonna stand in our way.

Let's start over, it's such a dream. 
Now, all is clean.
Nothing's gonna stand in our way.
We watch, helpless; the endless scene.
Take it into our own hands,
now!
Nothing's gonna stand in our way.

Nothing's Gonna Stand In Our Way

SPINNIN' MY WHEELS (JunkHeap (c) Refixed Feb 2023 / (c) Jul 2016)

Oh here it goes...
And I don't know where I'm going,
it all seems so lame.
Another day feeding the negative in my brain.

Well it's turning it over...
Spinnin' my wheels.

Walking through the mall, and seeing the aged,
Crumpled and trying to make it through the day,
trying to make it from A to B.
And here I am, healthy and able,

and there she was...

I see the look in her eyes, and it makes me high.
and I know that's she likes me, maybe ask her out for tea.

Spinnin' my wheels.

There's a need to change,
and if I don't, then it leaves me aimless.
To get it into a different groove.
Instead of thinking that I've got it all figured out.

To learn to trust again,
To learn to love again,
To earn her trust,
It's only a matter of time... until she's mine.

I see the look in her eyes, and it makes me high.
and I know that's she likes me, maybe ask her out for tea.

Spinnin' my wheels.

Spinning My Wheels

HINDSIGHT - (JunkHeap (c) Refixed Apr 2023 / (c) Aug 02, 2003)

Things could have been so different, 
if they could have been done again. 
Countless times we see the chance, 
and let them go, they wont come again 

He remembered the glory and strength of his youth, 
wasted his older years yearning for its return. 
Never realized that wisdom is more than a fair trade; 
Beauty in ones' own introspection.

Things could have been so different, 
if they could have been done again. 
Countless times we see the chance, 
and let them go, they wont come again 

They never will...

Hindsight

FREE FALLIN' 
(Tom Petty (c) 1989 - JunkHeap (c) Oct 2017 - Remixed Sep 2023)

She's a good girl, loves her mama,
loves Jesus and America too.
She's a good girl, crazy 'bout Elvis,
loves horses and her boyfriend too.

It's a long day livin' in Reseda.
There's a freeway running through the yard,
and I'm a bad boy, cause I don't even miss her;
I'm a bad boy for breakin' her heart.

I'm free, free fallin'
ya, I'm free, free fallin'

All the vampires walkin' through the valley,
Move west down Ventura Blvd.,
and all the bad boys are standing in the shadows, 
all the good girls are home with broken hearts.

I'm free, free fallin'
ya, I'm free, free fallin'

I wanna glide down over Mulholland,
I wanna write her name in the sky,
I wanna free fall out into nothin',
gonna leave this world for a while.

I'm free, free fallin'
ya, I'm free, free fallin'

Free Fallin (c) Tom Petty 1989 / JunkHeap Oct 2017 – Remix Sep 2023

Life is amazing.  There's so much to enjoy.  This song is about a period of ones life that means solitude and the pleasure of introspection.  After a while things change and you find love,or maybe you don't.  Appreciate the various rocks we step on to cross the river.  

I KNOW YOU'RE OUT THERE
(c) JunkHeap Nov 07 2023

A song about eventually finding that love of your life.  Got to be patient.
---
Brushing my hand over aster leaves.
Goldenrod, and that pale sun tease.
Knowing I"m ok on my own.

The bluebird calls out in a city burb,
makes me think I'm much the same.
I wouldn't mind finding someone
to grow old with.

Well...
Sittin' by a fire, on a cold, cold day.
Holding hands and talking about anything.
Like they say, patience is a virtue.

Going through the everyday,
don't get me wrong, I love so much of it.
but it would be nice to find that special someone. 

I know you're out there.

I don't like the word 'alone', 
I prefer 'going solo'.
The tendrils of life,
behind the scenes, bring us together,
if you know what I mean.

When the world has so much to offer,
and we get caught up in minutia,
a simple kiss and the tenderness, 
it means everything.

Ya...

Sittin' on a misty lake, on a warm day.
Seeing that smile that says everything.
Knowing there's a deeper connection 
for both of us.

Taking on the everyday,
As the Earth, she spins away.
Just a brief time here,
lets make the most of it. 

I know you're out there.

I Know You're Out There

WHICH WAY TO GO
(c) JunkHeap Jan 02  2023

A song about making life choices.  Make a choice that you think will work out, and then it doesn't; need to change ones plans; and sometimes other choices work out without a hitch.

WHICH WAY TO GO
(c) JunkHeap Jan 02 2023

Traffic light; take a left here; signal right, 
I think I know which way to go.
Merge in fast, the zoomin' fast lane, 
hoping for a slow country road,
but nothings in sight.

Which way to go.
Which way.

Always a choice, was it right, 
only time will tell with some assessing.
Layer and repair when things don't work out,
cuz you can't start again.

<Keys break>

Sometimes everyday selections,
turn into corrections;
Domino effect; unexpected conundrums.
...but then life starts to hit the right sail.
Get it right, things start to flow.
 
Which way to go.
Which way.

outro.

Which Way To Go

A song about a long-distance relationship.

MAYBE SOMEDAY (c) JunkHeap Jan 26 2024

She loves him, he loves her.
Living far away from one another due to circumstance.
Occasions where they meet and their love blossoms.
The hardest time is being apart when you so want to see them.

She doesn't have the money, he's flat broke.
Travel seldom happens, but they won't flow apart.
So they speak through their phones;
work hard for the next time when they can hold each other, 
so, so close,
lost in the moment.

Their love it makes them work so much harder,
to live together and share their worlds.
Maybe someday, but not today.
 
The crescendo building 
near Iguazu Falls in Argentina,
that's where he wants to say the words to her.

She dreams of the quiet of an old growth forest in BC, 
let the trees share their wisdom, 
while they stare in each others eyes.
She's not going to lie, she melts when he looks deep.

Br.

Maybe someday.
Sippin’ hot chocolate on a train going to nowhere, 
holding hands...
Sleeping in on a rainy day, making sure not to plan anything, 
so difficult these days.
Their hearts feel, and they can dream.  
It'll happen where they can both meet, and be together,
be together, forever.
Maybe someday.

Their love it makes them work so much harder,
to live together and share their worlds.
Maybe someday, but not today.

uh, uh, uh ohh...

outro.

Maybe Someday

Album cover:  Fiverr - @nelsondesigns

As the title says these are thoughts for a summer day (btw, I'm not religious, but I appreciate people who practice their faith):  
- Take a break from technology here and there;
- Have some hope in humanity;
- Do what you can to make it a better world; 
- Try hard to find people who you vibe with and enjoy their company.

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SUMMER SUNDAY
(c) JunkHeap Mar 01 2024

Looking at the sunrise, 
flowing through the dusty blinds,
bleary-eyed, not really wanting to wake.  
Taking a deep breath and stretching away the sleep. 
I know it's gonna be a good day.
I Hope!  it's gonna to be a good day.

Skip the 'get ready' lyrics, hit the street, 
knowing it's for sure cold out there.

I hear the sounds, and the smells of my main street,
climate change giving a bit of repreive, 
from the usual deep freeze.
I know I shouldn't say it, but I like the warmth.

The familiar people I see in the hood, 
wishing the trees were green and the sun
bathing us with its warmth, 
as the winter concludes.
We're wishing for an end to the cold,
careful what you wish for!

Ch.
I think we've forgotten some of the simple,
need  to get back to what matters.
Leave the tech, 
not a substitute for human interaction.
There's nothing that we need to argue about.
There's nothing to go on about.
Just take that day off and relax...
on a Summer Sunday.

Ya... turn on the TV and it's the same-same.
Smartphone, computer... the same-same.
Everyone trying to yell louder than everyone else.

Hearing the bell on the steeple a block away,
being a non-church type, I say hey...
Hard to say anything without sounding like a preacher,
but sometimes we need a little faith, in hard times,
a little faith, in ourselves, a little faith, in hard times,
find the strength, in these hard times, 
we want the same.

Ch. 
I think we've forgotten some of the simple,
need  to get back to what matters.
Leave the tech, 
not a substitute for human interaction.
There's nothing that we need to argue about. 
There's nothing to go on about.
Just take that day off and relax...
on a Summer Sunday.

Guit solo.

Ch.

Summer Sunday

THE LADY BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
(c) JunkHeap Jun 27 2024

Video available at:  https://youtu.be/Y2Pm7CLIXdg?si=PVwoVMy9ZIYJXAh6

This is a tune that I put together based on snippets of ghost stories I remembered from the past.  

Artistry by nelsondesigns:  https://fiverr.com/s/jjexr8w

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Some time not too long ago, dashboard panel aglow, 
lonely road, he’s thinking about life and the everyday,
hands on the wheel...

In a time a few centuries ago, 
she worked selling flowers to feed her children, 
and provide a warm home.
Those were good memories she's keepin'...  

She was walking across the street, 
an out-of-control horse carriage 
came around the bend.
They did meet;
didn’t have time to run out of the way.  

She said she’d be home in a little while, 
but she never arrived to kiss her child. 
Her crumpled body lying beside the road, 
people surrounded her but there was no hope. 

Her flowers spoiled in the dirt. 
The day went on without her. 

ch.
The lady by the side of the road, 
never did she make it home.

Each mile turned into the next, 
until he couldn’t believe what he saw
at the edge of his headlights.
A lady in a flowing white dress off of the tarmac. 

Dandelions pushing up on the hem of her dress.
Why she was there was anyone’s guess.  
He stopped and got out of the car, 
and opened the back door, 
while asking her if she needed a lift. 

She didn’t say a word but got in.
He closed the door, 
and asked the obvious questions as they drove, 
and she never answered. 
The air became oddly cold. 

As they came into town he asked,
Where do you want to go?
She didn't reply, and pointed out her window.
So he started to pull to the side, but
in the rear view mirror, she was gone. 

He slammed on the brakes and jumped out of the car. 
Seems she finally made it home.  
He felt a soft kiss on his cheek, 
and could see his exhale turn into cold breath.  

The lady by the side of the road.

The Lady By The Side Of The Road

This is a song, a metaphor, about the danger fed to society by too consuming much Internet, in all of its forms.  Don't walk into the muddy waters too deep.

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It started on a very cold night; uptight. 
Her friend said that she's ok, just so tired.
Things went awry online, in a short space of time, 
senseless reasons that she took her own life.

There was this guy who was ok, mentally.
Before the the Internet took him away,
now most people he knows don't want to hear what he knows,
this is how it goes, unfortunately.

Muddy waters.
You take your chances.

Big tech guru watching the harm his invention has on society.
Yet he forges on, fanning the flames, 
making it worse instead of better; indifferent to the pain,
anything to make some gains. 

Solo.

It can be a dangerous water that we don't want to swim in.   
If you step in, you can't see who will bite back.
Each drown out the next until you can't hear a thing.  
All it takes is for you to believe their spin.

Muddy waters.
You take your chances.

Muddy Waters

I'M ALWAYS HOPING FOR SOMEDAY
(c) JunkHeap Mar 03, 2025

A humour song about hoping for some time off to 
appreciate the world outside of work, and the deeper
meaning of life...

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All of the things that need to wait, 
like a side dish from a take-out that's not so great, 
I push em' to the side ...

I like a checklist, I like a bucket list, 
but I know that some may never come to fruition, 
at least I can hope for what may never become.

Through the Detroit-Windsor tunnel, 
the white walls are a gleamin'.
She said, I think I know what you're thinking; 
time for us to be leaving?
 
I'm always hoping for someday.

The everyday, the daily grind, fills my mind,
A few days away, a few weeks would be sublime,
something to break up the days, 
in the cold of the winter when the ice won't go away.

I'm always hoping for someday.

I say, 
getting in my motor car, 
such an older term I love,
hitting that old open road,
forget the watch and take it slow.

Camping peace along the way, 
meet some people of the same.
Take the time to get away.
Grab a plane and break it up.

Hit an old familiar place,
never seen in person.
Let your heart step away,
nothing like a soul escape.

...a soul escape.

guit/keys solo.

I'm always hoping for someday.

I'm Always Hoping for Someday

This is a song about the nest around you - your mind; the people close to you;  
the neighbourhood you live in.

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NEST
(c) JunkHeap June 04 2021 / Remixed-Remastered Jun 2025

Lights above a corner shop flicker on.
Insects buzz, signalling.
People linger in the evening,
in the summer heat after the sun 
has beat us down. 
Hey the earth has turned away
and gives us shade,
only for a time,
only for a time.
Indifferent to you and I.
So we all rest for another day.

This is what happens everyday.
We spin around in the Milky Way.
Nice to settle in for the duration.
It's not a contest.
Build your nest.
Build your nest. 

Ornate silver cup of time,
reminds me of another day. 
So hard sometimes to stay
here in the present.
Sometimes I feel I'm going insane.

A buzzing menace intrudes
in my thinking, wait for it to go.
Dark clouds split open.
Green lights all the way down the road.
Sleep in late, 
I don't want you to go. 

Collect some straw to build my nest,
imperfection at its best, 
but it's ok, it'll do, 
we're all here together; 
stop and marvel,
on the blue marble.

Nest

Addiction will take you down a deep dark hole; make a choice never to let it win.  Leave it behind.  Take control.

(CAN'T) LIVE WITHOUT IT
(c) JunkHeap Jul 20 2021 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

A song about addiction in the everyday world, 
and trying to say goodbye to it... but it's not so easy.  
It can last a lifetime.  all of the pain and pleasure 
along the way.

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Where does the money come from?   Her body.
It'll only last for a few years.
The alley ways; the drug houses, 
and then see ya, heavens gate.

The Wall St. businessman, high finance, 
has been diving into the cocaine gunpowder.
It makes him feel in control, 
his life feels like it's so much more. 

Can't live without it.
Live without it.

Can't decide.

Can't live without it.
Live without it.

And so she's feeling great,
leaving the social scene this evening,
a bit too much merlot; daughter in tow.

Driving home, mother crossed the middle line.
On-coming headlights, no time, too slow.
Too slow.
  
Next thing she knows 
she's lying on the side of the road.
Emergency lights.
Her daughter's body's covered.  
Why did I drink tonight? 
her mother cursed herself.

Can't live without it.
Live without it.

(Can't) Live Without It

HIGH SCHOOL  (c) JunkHeap Nov 03 2021 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

Do you remember the high school halls,
the intercom would tell us the deal; 
like that book 1984.

Fumbling with my books, I look up, 
and see this girl, 
as she's walking by,
with her friends.  
Oh man she was something else.

High school.

Soccer fields on an early Fall day.
Smell of fresh grass, white lines across the green.
Looking back I would never want to get away.

High school.

Janitors polishing the floor in the night,
started before basketball practice ended.

Next day, 
getting together with your friends.
The smell of food in the cafeteria. 

Variety night in the gym on a special eve. 
Crickets chiming on a summers night.
We all felt so alive.

High School

A relationship song.  A song with symbolism, innuendo and up for personal interpretation.  This song is about trying to hang onto the things that matter and letting go of what doesn’t.  Fix what's worth fixing, don't walk away and brush it off as 'C'est la vie'.    We need to feel comfortable in any relationship.  Things sometimes come to us easy but can also be easily lost.  It’s important to take a step back during these experiences and take it all in, do an emotional inventory and change along the way.  If you've made the effort and it didn't happen then... easy come, easy go. 

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EASY COME, EASY GO
(c) JunkHeap Oct 16 2021 / Remixed-Remastered Jun 2025


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The morning sun wakes them.
Looking out their window at the day.
Summer isn't here to stay.

There's always someone 
hoping and believing.
Someone always looking in vain,
trying to make their pain go away.

Easy come and we all know,
we need to take a step back, 
and take it all in.

I just want to be me.
  
Eat, drink and be merry
this may be your last meal.
The leaves have turned,
the colours are such a big deal.

Chances pass, fleeting opportunity.
Hindsight should not be regret.
Just make a mental note and move on
before you're dead.

Easy come, easy go. 
we need to take a step back, 
and take it all in.

Easy Come Easy Go

IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAY 
(c) JunkHeap August 03 2021 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

Cindy looking down main street,
in the summer heat.
She knew the fair wasn't far off.
The summer isn't ready to give in, 
so she took off for the end of town.

Met her friends and their hunger was clear.
Bought a pizza with some bucks they had,
a few bottles of liquid divine.
So fine for a brief time, 
down near the river.
...away from mom and dad.
Feeling like adults for the first time.

It's just another day,
It's just another day.

Height of summer, you feel me.
Sidewalk bustle, people pushing past 
beside the busy street.  Shops looking neat.
Restaurant aromas into the eve.
I remember your smile, enjoying the time,
in the downtown feel.

It's just another day,
It's just another day.
It's just another day.

Bird song, and insects humming,  
feeling so present.
Single-engine plane buzzing by
way up high, in a nearly cloudless sky.
The smell of grass in the sun's heat. 
Kids are playing, kicking a ball.
...and this is it...

It's just another day,
It's just another day.
It's just another day.

It's Just Another Day

This is a song about a love affair that sparked in Chattanooga, Tennessee, between a Canadian and an American.  Our countries are much the same.

Youtube video:
https://youtu.be/-9cIMDhwSVc

CHATTANOOGA
(c) JunkHeap Jul 15 2025

I'm going to Chattanooga, gonna get away.
I'm going to Chattanooga just to clear my brain.
I'm going to Chattanooga, I gotta get away.
I'm going to Chattanooga just to take a break.

Look by the river, I'll be waiting.
The Tennessee is patient.
Flowing and ancient.

She sat down beside me and kissed me so gently,
sittin' by the water.
Man you can't get better than this.

We knew I had to leave,
the distance between us would grow.
The usual life responsibilities,
but I so wanted to come back to your soul.
  
I know I'm empty, your love fills me up.
Standing on Lookout mountain,
holding hands and feeling the moment.
I don't want to go back north,
and it's tough.

When I don't have you beside me,
I can't take it anymore.
I pack my bags and tell those around me...

I'm going to Chattanooga, gonna get away.
I'm going to Chattanooga just to clear my brain.
I'm going to Chattanooga, I gotta get away.
I'm going to Chattanooga just to take a break.

I don't want to say that I Iove you, but I do.
in this short time it's true.
what can I say, I miss you when you go.
Maybe you feel the same way,
lets drop the game and tell the truth.

I'm going to Chattanooga, gonna get away.
I'm going to Chattanooga just to clear my brain.
I'm going to Chattanooga, I gotta get away.
I'm going to Chattanooga just to take a break.

Chattanooga

DON'T YOU FORGET ABOUT ME (Simple Minds (c) 1985 / JunkHeap (c)  2019 / Remix/Fix Oct 2023)

Won't you come see about me?
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby
Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving me everything inside and out and
Love's strange so real in the dark
Think of the tender things that we were working on
Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby
Don't you, forget about me
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't you, forget about me
Will you stand above me?
Look my way, never love me
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down
Will you recognize me?
Call my name or walk on by
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down, down
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Ooh woh
Don't you try and pretend
It's my feeling we'll win in the end
I won't harm you or touch your defenses
Vanity and security
Don't you forget about me
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby
Going to take you apart
I'll put us back together at heart, baby
Don't you, forget about me
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't you, forget about me
As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
When you walk away
Or will you walk away?
Will you walk on by?
Come on, call my name
Will you call my name?
I say
(Lala la la lala la la)
Will you call my name?
As you walk on by

Floor Five

Don't You Forget About Me - Simple Minds (c) 1985 / JunkHeap (c)  Orig 2019 / Refix/mix Oct 2023

EVERYDAY (JunkHeap (c) Feb 2020 / Remixed/Fixed Aug 2023)

Everyday, I choose wrong to see it turn out right.
Everyday, I feel some pain to see it change in the light.
When it covers me with it’s paint; different shades of grey,
I know the canvas can be made bright again.

Sing a song for me and I’ll let you know if it feels alright.
Breath in the air so clean, and see yourself start to unwind.
The things that life will bring, mean you must never give in.
Small advice but it’s all from within.

Ch.
Everyday, we make our choices, sometimes they're misconstrued.
Everyday, we want things to change, but feel so screwed.

Everyday, think of collecting my things and driving off into the night.
Everyday, wake up cold without her warmth by my side.
With our passion, with our pain, take a chance once again.
Everyday, needs to challenge yesterday.

Ch.
Everyday, we make our choices, sometimes they're misconstrued.
Everyday, we want things to change, but feel so screwed.

Everyday

IN THE RAIN (JunkHeap (c) Jul 2020 / Remixed/fixed Aug 2023)

In the rain, our arms wide to you.
In the rain, you save our souls, yes you do. 

...and the rain, it's a time for me to say 'I love you'.
with the ring, with a kiss.  My love, I hope it'll do.

Mesmerizing pitter-patter;
scent of a fresh storm; 
Delicious seeing water dripping down your form.
A cool drink from the clouds, 
nothing makes a person live their life more fully,  
like knowing how fleeting it can be. 

Break.

In the rain.
Feeling you splashing down from the heavens. 
In the rain, 
you make the clouds go away.
Kids can dance in the puddles made by you.
In the rain,
we know you are true.

Water droplets on my girlfriends lips, 
entices me to kiss them.
Wet leaves falling from trees, so precious...
...a clap of thunder after a funeral procession,
says that they'll go to heaven.

In the rain,
on a tin roof; window pane.
Hold my hand, love a rainy day.
as the drops come down so free.

In the rain...

In The Rain

Eleanor Rigby - (c) The Beatles 1966 - JunkHeap Feb 2021

Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor Rigby
picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been,
lives in a dream.
Waits at the window
wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door.
Who is it for?

All the lonely people,
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people,
where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie
Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear;
No one comes near.
Look at him working,
darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there; 
What does he care?

All the lonely people (ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people (ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor Rigby
Died in the church and was buried along with her name.
Nobody came.
Father McKenzie,
wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave;
No one was saved.

All the lonely people (ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people (ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all belong?

Eleanor Rigby - (c) The Beatles 1966 - JunkHeap Feb 2021

Find alternatives to Soundcloud for your music.  If you don't get much response to your music, don't give up.  Soundcloud doesn't have respect for musicians, it's all about profit.  Saddens me.  It used to be different.  [Jul282025] Slowly working on the next album - Dreaming of Better.  I use SC because it's a good platform to organize my songs and prep for the next release to streaming sites.

The name JunkHeap came from creating song ideas and leaving them for later, and then picking through the junk heap of ideas to enhance a new song idea.  Explore my discography, find something you like.  

All of my albums on Soundcloud have been reduced to a sampling of a few songs.  The complete albums are available on all streaming sites.

JunkHeap is a solo, alternative rock music project.  Unapologetic, thought-provoking, emotionally raw music for the masses...

It's about you, the listeners.  I hope you get something out of my songs.  The lyrics are in the song name link.

JunkHeap

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