The Same Old Street

by Junker Bliss

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a collection of throwaway songs recorded between 2015 and 2017

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released April 8, 2017

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windy city country music

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Track Name: Taqueria
taqueria at a quarter to three
i'm standing at the crime scene
they dont know what you did but
they know where you are
i'd like to lie
but i cant fake it at all
your face the color of a brick house
stay true to the straight and sound
five hundred miles away
five hundred late tickets to pay

watching all your old favorite shows
and dont think you are the only one who knows
when signs are flashing you read em and weep
cause they all lead you back to the same old street
Track Name: Golden
moon is rising
i wanna stay here all night
reign above it
i feel a rushing in my head
feel a signal
it's so communal the time here
with our chances
and slight advances we're homebound

golden

a tender widow
opens a window to her heart
counting losses
while she's tossing in her bed
my thumb is pointed
my joints are stiffer than i thought
need a ride home?
my thoughts are being filed

golden
Track Name: Ophelia Drowned Here
ringing on the telephone
a wrist that studded to the bone
flowing fast a policy
that seeks to find but not deceit
reborn as a fighting boy
whose one main goal is to destroy
stay abiding to a system
and firing off just like a piston

and it follows me until the night

driving fast back to my home
fighting through restricted zone
never looking to the left
get this thing up off my chest
liking options laid around
you're picking up what's going down
leaving your life up to chance
by grabbing its misguided hand

and it follows me until the night
try to keep yourself alive

now i am on my feet
i'm scratching nervously
between the punching fingers
get a read from tender feelers

it follows me until the night
try to keep yourself alive
Track Name: Getting Books from Mrs. Jimenez
getting books from mrs jimenez
she thought they were good but i had already read them
stories bought liars and cheaters and racists
never knew why i liked things that were oh so tasteless
thumbing through pages getting papercuts
and drinking blood from a dixie cup

getting books from mrs jimenez
she thought they were good but i had already read them
the mind is a vessel to be filled i'm filled i'm sure
and i never learned as much as when i was bored
i was in sixth grade or seventh or eighth
saw her six days a week, one was showing faith

getting books from mrs jimenez
she thought they were good but i had already read them
you're the smartest when you're eleven
but more of a kid than you were when you're seven
and a frayed shoelace that tickles your face
when you're taking a nap and you're already running late

getting books from mrs jimenez
she thought they were good but i had already read them
maybe i didn't or maybe i did
i was never much of an honest kid
forging dad's signature didn't look the same
and he said he's the only one that ever writes his name

getting books from mrs jimenez
she thought they were good but i had already read them
lying with my head buried in my arm
and reaching for my pocket there's no cause for alarm
in my back room storing all the empty thoughts
that i thought of when i was running off
Track Name: Postcard Place
see your face on a picture in a golden frame
shining off the moon it waxes and wanes
you're like a child who wont listen when spoke to
look me in the eyes like your mother told you

i see you standing by the window in a postcard place
waiting all alone with a bitter taste
time to come down slow time to come down easy
it doesnt take much of an effort for you to please me

running out of excuses for habitual lateness
but that is a quirk shared by all the greatest
put a name on a plaque for the whole world to see
the next best thing is standing in front of me
Track Name: Distance in Adjectives
he watches the cardinal
red like the fire
we burned
old pictures with
or the stranger from the song

moving road closed signs
to get
back home
and measuring distance
in adjectives

the sunset's at its best when it's a slow burn
it takes time learning how to learn

elders say avoid it
the younger accept it
and acting an adult
and obeying like a child

take off your shoes
put on your socks
and start to take
your lonesome walk

the sunset's at its best when it's a slow burn
it takes time learning how to learn

lay your body easy down
when the light
comes out of the sky
but you cant
there's trouble in your eyes

his lead wavering
like a string vibrating
in chaotic harmony
and returning to rest

the sunset's at its best when it's a slow burn
it takes time learning how to learn