A refined sound a step away from previous albums with flowing keys and smoother vocals, but not always!  There's the same old harder-edged angst awaiting you in some songs.

Released Dec 13, 2022

Five

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

HARD SUN 
(c) Indio 1989/Eddie Vedder 2007, (c) JunkHeap 2021 / Remixed/Fixed Aug 2023)

When I walk beside her
I am the better man.
When I look to leave her
I always stagger back again.

Once I built an ivory tower
So I could worship from above.
When I climbed down to be set free,
she took me in again.

There's a big, a big hard sun,
beating on the big people,
in the big hard world.

When she comes to greet me,
she is mercy at my feet.
When I see her bitter charm,
she just throws it back at me.

Once I dug an early grave
to find a better land.
She just smiled and laughed at me
and took her blues back again.

There's a big, a big hard sun
beating on the big people
in the big hard world. 
There's a big, a big hard sun
beating on the big people
in the big hard world

When I go to cross that river,
she is comfort by my side.
When I try to understand,
she just opens up her hands.

There's a big, a big hard sun
beating on the big people
in the big hard world.
  
Once I stood to lose her
when I saw what I had done.
Bowed down and threw away the hours
of her garden and her sun.

So I tried to warn her
I turned to see her weep.
Forty days and forty nights
and it's still coming down on me.

There's a big, a big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world.

Hard Sun - (c) Indio 1989/Eddie Vedder 2007/JunkHeap 2021 - Remixed Aug 2023)

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.

DISCONNECT 
(c) JunkHeap Jun 08 2021 / Remixed Sep 2023

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

A bit existential.  This is a song about the nest around you, micro to macro - and making an effort with it all.   This is a very visual song, and audio-wise has a few turns.

EVERYTHING AROUND YOU (c) JunkHeap June 04 2021 / Refix/mix Aug 2023

Making a nest in my head, 
thinking how best 
to build it all around me.
My half-empty heart it echoes;
Change it to full before I'm dead.
Familiar faces come to rest and say hello. 
Build a presence, build a presence,  
and stay for the show.

Lights above a corner shop flicker on.
Insects buzz, signaling.
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.

Everything Around You

It's a breakup tune, with angst, what more can I say?  One influence was The Police - So Lonely, early The Jam, and some Bowie influence as well, and some 80s influences, and some prog rock influences, and... and...  you get the idea.  Making music that is unique is everything. 

YOU'RE GONNA MISS ME
(c) JunkHeap Oct 01 2021 / Remix Sep 2023

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

High school is different for everyone.  I tried to generalize as much as I could, but you get the idea.  I thought it was a beautiful time in ones life, even with the shitty stuff that happens here and there.

HIGH SCHOOL (c) JunkHeap Nov 03 2021 / Refix/mix Aug 2023

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

We're born of ancient supernovas and the elements they created.  The calcium in our bones, the iron in our blood...  This song is about the deep human desire to find purpose to our existence, and sometimes finding nothing of purpose is good.  ...and also that there's a need to find the  positive and fun in life.

TO THE STARS 
(c) JunkHeap Nov 20 2021 / Remix Aug 2023

Sitting in the murky dark 
of a rainy afternoon.
No need to answer about the time 
that you consume.
It's not a crime to do nothing.
there's no need to find something.

It's being honest, a bit lonesome.
We're all human. we're all stunning, 
in our own way, a bit cunning;
plying the avenue through the moment.

Since the beginning when we were like chimps,
way before there was civilization.
In this world, we looked up, and were touched 
by the universe swirling. 
Ya our thoughts were twirling, 
trying to make some sense 
of the intangible yearning. 
Now engines started burning and surging,
see the green and city streets 
fade as we head straight into space.

Come, come with me to the stars,
sail away and hear the guitars.
Voyage the emptiness in our hearts, 
bring in the symphony,
we'll go far.

On a stellar cloud as it forms we met.
We didn't know it but I'm sure we bet,
secret feelings we'll need to vet.
Deep inside us the universe unfolds.
So cold, yet so molten;  
deep and red and flowing golden.
We move along emboldened.
hey!  Un-huh.  would you get out of my head? 

Come, come with me to the stars,
sail away and hear the guitars.
Voyage the emptiness in our hearts, 
bring in the symphony,
We'll go far.
Come, come with me to the stars,
sail away and hear the guitars.
Voyage the emptiness in our hearts, 
Bring in the symphony...

To The Stars

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 Sep 2023

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 Sep 2023

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

These are difficult times (aren't they always).  We all depend on someone; the solidity in our lives.   ...if we don't, it's a sad life, because it's a tough life and we need all of the help we can get.  This is a song about those you depend on.

I LOOK FOR YOU
(c) JunkHeap Apr 06 2022 / Remixed Sep 2023

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

The tune has a bit of 60s psychedelia, some 70s funk vibe, and a tiny bit of the 80s.  This is about the everyday, a story to take you away.  The name is a double entendre.  

REFLECTION IN THE HEAT
(c) JunkHeap Jun 28 2022 / Remix Sep 2023

Some summers evening, with the feel,  
and the deal, going down on the street.
We're melting, but the warm
is a welcome treat.

My love looks at me and we make a 
hasty retreat to the a/c in the local cinema.
'Back to the Future',  
sitting back thinking 
most of us care about the future.

We walk outside after the show, 
and a world war could consume us.  
No one wants it.  Everyone avoids it.

I look down, and see 
rain ripples on a puddle.
I open my umbrella, 
and hold her hand...
 
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 Oct 2023

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

SONG FOR A PRINCESS (Syntaleta (c) 2016 / JunkHeap 2016 - Remixed Oct 2023)

She sits around, wondering about her day.
See's little of interest in through all the grey.

Voices in the mist, lay down their heavy weight,
but the sun shines through the early morning, 
through the early morning; 
through the window glaze.

Ohhh, there's meaning in it all.
As a bird flies by, over the hedgerow.
Hope for life as the sun makes its way,
there's hope for another day.
The world can be so still.
The chill of the early day fades away...
it fades away...

So she gets up and pads down the stone stairs.
Mom and dad's voices in a distant chamber,
She walks to the living room, carpet under feet,
and looks out the window,
in the hopes of seeing someone soon.
In the hopes of seeing someone soon, 
someone soon...

The evening arrives and the moon casts its light,
She waits by candlelight, 
the soft breeze moves the curtains side to side.

The world can be so still.
The fire in the hearth subdues the evening chill. 
The warm glow fits her mood,
in the hopes of seeing someone soon.

Song For A Princess (Syntaleta (c) 2016 - JunkHeap (c) Remixed Oct 2023)

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

First song I've made in 11 months, was remixing all of my albums and re-releasing them before this.  First song where I sing baritone/low in vocal.  First song where I play drums live.  A lot of firsts. 

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

MAYBE SOMEDAY (c) JunkHeap Jan 26 2024

A song about a long-distance relationship.

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

As the title says these are thoughts for a summer day:  
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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THOUGHTS FOR A 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.

Thoughts For A Summer Sunday

DELILAH - (JunkHeap (c) Jun 2018 / Remix Aug 2023)

With my dear so far away,
I miss her, I miss her.

You can see a warm night,
you can see the traffic lights.
and a brief phone call to meetup,
a little bit of curiousity...

Delilah, she loves me, just a little bit.
Delilah, she loves me, she says, just a little bit.

Do you remember when we used to sneak off,
and everyone would wonder where we've gone?
Talking about all sorts of things,
sitting on that picnic table, in a city park;
looking in each others eyes;
deep in each others eyes.

Delilah, she loves me, just a little bit.
Delilah, she loves me, she says, just a little bit.

Go Boy Go

Delilah

A song about human nature, and wondering whether one made the right decisions in life.

DOUBT - JunkHeap (C) Jul 2018  / Refixed Aug 2023

The sun sets after a busy day. 
The hum of traffic along King's highway.
Dwindling light gives away to artificial bright.

He's finally home he turns the key, 
and the engine hum silenced; he breathes deeply.
Sitting in the still darkness, 
as the cold creeps in, he steps out.

Opening the door, 
his wife and kids turn to greet him.
Her warm kiss, and little kids rush to hug his leg.

Did I do the right thing?  Is this what I want?
How do I know?  How do I know what I really want? 

She sits at home watching TV, 
house is empty as she fills it with what she needs.
All her girlfriends have family and are happy, 
or so it seems...
She pines over why she didn't settle down, 
didn't find the right man, as crazy as it sounds.
She feels a pang of doubt.

Did I do the right thing?  Is this what I want?
How do I know?  How do I know what I really want?

Doubt

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

SPINNIN' MIND (JunkHeap - featuring Nat Daniels © Apr 2020 / Remixed/fixed Oct 2023)

Spinning mind, spinning mind.
How many times have I told you to shut up. 
Let's take in the shower; warm water falls down, 
blissful in the morning.
...and there you are, 
like a squeaking cart being pushed...
down a long, cavernous hallway.
 
Spinning mInd...

Spinning mind, spinning mind.
Pistons in a flurry of motion;
grabbing up your emotions; 
amplify those contortions;
swirling in distortions.
Giving me a feed.
The seed, it breeds, it feels;
Looking for an avenue out.
Give me some feeling.
Whatever you say...

I’ll take your word for it.
I’ll take your word for it.
Oh my my, you’re freaking me out.
I’ll take your word for it.
I’ll take your word for it.
Spinning mind...  Let. Me. (Out!)       

What’s done is done, it’s in the past.  
Move along is all you say.
Soft pillow; quiet of night; 
3am is its favourite thing,

Spinning mInd...

Spinning Mind (JunkHeap (c) Apr 2020/Remixed Oct 2023 - Ft. Nat Daniels)

SHE SAID HELLO  - (JunkHeap (c) May 2020/Remix Oct 2023 - feat. Nat Daniels) 

The street stand had all the local papers;
the old man told me the flavours.
The fine print took my interest;
the daily news.
The sound of the city flowing through my ears,
Queens on an ordinary afternoon.
I could hear this voice it was near.
She asked for the New York Post.
Bright, beautiful eyes, 
with her coat wrapped tight in the midday.

and she said hello.
I was surprised.
Threw me off-balance.
A bit of pride,
to get my bearings right and smile.
Oh she glowed to me.
Sweet smile in front of me.

I said, how is your day?
and we started chatting,
then we went our separate ways, 
maybe I'd see her again.
I wish I asked for her number.

After seeing her I would day-dream  
of dancing the waltz with her, 
like the old days.
Her in a lady's fancy dress, 
and me in a gentleman's suit.
Hand in hand swirling around the dance floor,
the smile in our eyes.

As the days went by, I stopped at
the newsstand here and there;
disappointed she didn't appear.

Then one sultry evening, 
I heard this voice as I stared at the city,
the lights mesmerized me, until I turned, 
and there she was.  
 
She said hello.
I was surprised.
Threw me off-balance.
A bit of pride,
to get my bearings right and smile.
Oh she glowed to me.
Sweet smile in front of me.

She Said Hello (JunkHeap (c) May 2020/Remixed Oct 2023 - Ft. Nat Daniels)

HEART OF GOLD - Neil Young (c) 1972 / JunkHeap (c) Apr 2021

I want to live, I want to give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold
It's these expressions I never give
That keep me searchin' for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

That keep me searchin' for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

I've been to Hollywood, I've been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind, it's such a fine line
And I'm getting old...

That keeps me searchin' for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

Keep me searching for a heart of gold.
You keep me searching and I'm growing old.  
Keep me searching for a heart of gold.
I've been a miner for a heart of gold.

Heart Of Gold (c) Neil Young 1972 / JunkHeap Remixed/Fixed Apr 2021

THE STAGE - (JunkHeap (c) December 2020 / Remixed/fixed Aug 2023)

When all seems lost, head downtown,
it'll make you feel good; a prison escape,
between the barbed wire, 
searchlights looking for you.

Just pay the admission, you feel the anticipation.
You need to get away from it all.  
You need to get away.
Take a little break. 
Take a little break...

Say, doesn't it make sense to take it easy 
once in a while?
Dark in the corners we seat,
the rays of light from the stage. 
The sexy sound of guitar,
oh ya, listen to that beat...
listen to that beat
listen to that beat.

The stage it offers this band 
that pours their heart out.
The stage, it takes you away.
Takes you away.

The flow of dopamine hits my brain,
as I'm sailing through the seas on an ocean of light,
swirling tones and an Epiphone, while the 
groove and the surge  of humanity moves to the vibe.

Cmon we know it,
We feel it in our soul, enjoy it.

Say, doesn't it make sense to take it easy 
once in a while?
Dark in the corners we seat,
the rays of light from the stage. 
The sexy sound of guitar,
oh ya, listen to that beat...
listen to that beat
listen to that beat.
 
The stage it offers this band 
that pours their heart out.
The stage, it takes you away.
Takes you away.

The Stage

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.  

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

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