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Little Bird
03:47
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Little Bird
© 2017 Brian Junker
Little bird, little bird, with feathers so fine
So eager to be here, I might make you mine
Chirping and chattering, drawing my gaze
Your happy songs brighten my days.
Though the sun be too hot to fly in the sky
I'll wait for you here -- you'll return by and by
Together we'll sing 'till my lady may come
And the three of our voices will cool down the sun
Though the waters may rise and topple your tree
I'll still hear your songs, if you sing them to me
When my lady returns, pretty as you please
We'll charm all the storms, and lower the seas
Though the winds be too strong, and they blow you away
I'll keep your nest safe, come whatever may
And comfort my lady -- for the world she keens
We'll quiet the winds, with the strength of our dreams
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Susan's Photographs
04:08
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Susan's Photographs
© 2017 Brian Junker
If you visit Susan's house
She'll brew a cup of tea for you
you'll sit upon Susan's couch
See the photo albums stacked upon
her table...
Every spring when tulips push
their leaves up through the warming ground
Susan takes her camera out and
Walks among the flowerbeds in
her garden
Her verdant children stretch their arms
Toward warming sun as summer dawns
They show their colored faces to her
She saves their smiles on glossy
bits of paper
Daffodils and hyacinths,
irises and roses
Marigolds and snapdragons,
sunflowers, chrysanthemums
Spring to Autumn, birth to death,
They rise and fall, a circle dance
She makes a book for each new year
The years go by and Susan's skill
increases
In winter she might take a class,
or buy a book, on photographs
She hardly ever reads them though
Her loves lie elsewhere, under snow
Each passing summer savored there
in each book stacked beside her chair
And across the books you can see
The summers changing endlessly
Over decades
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The Week Between The Years
© 2017 Brian Junker
I hear the ticking of the clock
Apart from that the whole world's stopped - it's waiting
I see the falling winter snow
Beyond the reach of fire's glow - embracing
I'm so grateful to be here
in the week between the years
Every day I'm finding everything I need is here
Every day I wake up, what I want's becoming clear
I could stay forever with you, living in
the week between the years
Maybe we will brew some tea
It's been so long since I've felt free - of worries
About things I forgot to do
They drift away when I'm with you - just flurries
I'm so grateful you are here
in the week between the years
I know these quiet days must end
The new year's coming 'round the bend - it's bringing
Joys and sorrows yet to come
'Till then I guess we're on our own - and singing
I'm so grateful we are here
in the week between the years
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This Is Your Time
02:44
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This Is Your Time
© 2017 Brian Junker
There you are - scanning the fields below
Wondering - how you can fly
Leaning forward - into the rushing wind
Reaching back - but wanting to try
You have been - waiting a long long time
Counting days - until you are free
Look at you - ready to stand up tall
Waiting here - until you can be
This is your time - go out and find your world
This is your time - follow your heart
This is your time - change is your constant friend
Don't be shy - it's your time to start
Standing up - hungry to spread your wings
Stretching out - reach for the sky
Rising up - touching the wisps of clouds
In the air - now you can fly
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5. |
Walk Away
05:27
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Walk Away
© 2017 Brian Junker
It's four in the morning, he can't sleep anymore, anyway
He sits in this diner, conversations and the table jukebox play
A crossroads of people, goin to work or just stayin out late
He needed a walk just to shine some neon light onto his fate
Some words you can't take back
Some tears always stain
Some silences push you
To just walk away...
The coffee tastes bitter, or is it the memories in his head?
There's no use goin back now, no use, tryin to share that bed
There must've been some good times, or else why the hell did he stay so long?
They tug at him from somewhere, but the urge for goin's gettin strong
Some times you start over
On some bright new day
But some weights are too heavy
To just walk away...
And the streets outside are still sleepy
But the bottom of his cup has gone dry
There's no reason to stay any longer
No reason not to decide
He gets his check from the pretty girl in the waitress dress
It's been so long now since he's held a woman or felt her caress
He walks out the door to the corner, home's about a mile to the right
He looks the other way and wonders, what could be left,
what could be left, of this night?
Some dreams are empty
Some visions decay
Some times it's not worth it
You just walk away...
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Troubled For You
02:40
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Troubled For You
By Ted Sherman
© 1975 Sanskrit Records
Used by Permission
I've troubled for you from time to time
That's why nothing new can break the bind
It's the time you waste for them
That makes a friend a friend
Unique in all the world until the end
We've traveled for years through mindless miles
And shared us some tears through aimless trials
And though you're old and worn
You're the only home I've known
Through memories stretched beyond so many dawns
I find it hard to believe that time brings change
Now all of my friends are broken with age
But what's essential you cannot see
I'm responsible for my friends and they for me
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Brian Junker Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Fingerstyle acoustic guitar, old-time Appalachian banjo, a little mandolin here and there, and a gentle tenor voice… Brian
Junker writes and sings folk/pop songs rendered on traditional instruments, vignettes of the lives all around us.
Latest info at
brianjunkermusic.com
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