Empty Bottles and Heavy Dreams

by John Bunkley

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Written, arranged, and produced by John K. Bunkley.

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released November 13, 2014

All instruments played by John Bunkley

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John Bunkley Seattle, Washington

John Bunkley is an avante garde jazz singer, writer, producer, composer, arranger, and multi-instrument player. He is critically acclaimed for his vocals and performance, having shared the stage with the likes of Stevie Wonder, Ruth Brown, Bad Brains, the Skatalites, among others. Detroit was his home base while he toured and traveled the world before he settled in Seattle. ... more

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Track Name: Angel Love
I shoplifted your love cause I was bored
Went after the trust I couldn’t afford
I laughed at the light as I wrestled the dark
And tended the wounds of a bleeding heart

If you were my Angel Love would you still understand me
If you such a saint drag those demons out of me

You gave me kisses of turpentine
And I gave you rose so dead in the wintertime
And I’ll give you wishes from the bottom of the well
Full of shiny nickels and full of after spells

If you were my Angel Love would you still understand me
If you such a saint drag those demons out of me

A tattooed smile with each days kiss
While slumber lies with scarring bliss
And I wipe my eyes to gypsy strings
Lulls me down as minstrels sing

If you were my Angel Love would you still understand me
If you such a saint drag those demons out of me
Track Name: Nacogdoches
Promises of love filled with lies
Lint in my pocket and dirt in my eyes
Find myself in the heat with no shade
Smell of chicory and creek to wade

Say I’ve been to Nacogdoches
With a dozen heartbreak roses
I wish someone would’ve told me
Your city shoes don’t look too sharp

Say I’ve been to Nacogdoches
With a dozen heartbreak roses
But I’m still pretty sure that I still look the part

I came to find my wisdom tooth
Took the train wreck south to find the truth
Had a cupful of sympathy over an ice cold stare
Hear the babies crying in broken high chairs…

Say I’ve been to Nacogdoches
With a dozen heartbreak roses
I wish someone would’ve told me
Your white shoes don’t look too sharp

Say I’ve been to Nacogdoches
With a dozen heartbreak roses
But I’m still pretty sure that I still look the part

The procession is singing my favorite hymn
Kisses my soul but leaves my sins
As I go walking to the creek to wade
Wishing I had a soul to trade

I’ve been to Nacogdoches
With a dozen heartbreak roses
I wish someone would’ve told me
Your old shoes don’t look too sharp

I’ve been to Nacogdoches
With a dozen heartbreak roses
I wish no one would’ve shown me
The things that scar my heart
Track Name: Old Hat New Tie
Scented parchment on the eve of malcontent
Switchblade smile drawn in the bark of honey scent
Say I’m drunken with the moonrise
And cured with amethyst
Valentines a coming so I send it with a kiss

With an old hat, a new tie, some paper in my shoes
A transfer going downtown, that takes me there to you
A plagiarized love letter, with the nubs of old crayons
No other way to say I love you, so I hope you understand

Shadowboxing in the daylight at dusk loves promenade,
Confessions at the will of the guilties serenade
A mentholated moonrise, then night times curtain call
Redemption helps bring, the teardrops to a crawl

With an old hat, a new tie, some paper in my shoes
A transfer going downtown, that takes me there to you
A plagiarized love letter, with the nubs of old crayons
No other way to say I love you, so I hope you understand

With an old hat, a new tie, some paper in my shoes
A transfer going downtown, that takes me there to you
A plagiarized love letter, with the nubs of old crayons
No other way to say I love you, so I hope you understand
Track Name: Chartreuse and Burgundy
Something’s may seem a little hazy
Like the stare of a rising moon
Something’s may make me want to be closer
Ever closer soon

I walked out and I feel dizzy
Got me falling through your door
Dreamed passed out your pillow
And I woke up on the floor

Just some chartreuse and burgundy
Just one candle at time
Like some long forgotten dream
You just you chartreuse and burgundy

Some nights I seem a dizzy
The hawk my whisper out of tune
I may be drunk but I’m not crazy
From the scent of your perfume

Just some chartreuse and burgundy
Just one candle at time
Like some long forgotten dream
You just you chartreuse and burgundy

Will help me come to find…
Just you chartreuse and burgundy