Paradise Gone
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Some songs are written over long periods of time. BP songs like "Don't Forget About Me," "Turpentine Dreams," and "Skies" took a few months or years of revising and rewriting to finally make sense. Others, like "Stark Naked," "More Careful," and this song, "Paradise Gone," are written quickly, sometimes frantically, out of desperation, in whole.
The summit of innocence is dreamy and gold
A chapter of tears, as the long story's told
More to come next week. Take care of each other.
Thanks for listening.
Notes^ML
Some songs are written over long periods of time. BP songs like "Don't Forget About Me," "Turpentine Dreams," and "Skies" took a few months or years of revising and rewriting to finally make sense. Others, like "Stark Naked," "More Careful," and this song, "Paradise Gone," are written quickly, sometimes frantically, out of desperation, in whole.
The summit of innocence is dreamy and gold
A chapter of tears, as the long story's told
More to come next week. Take care of each other.
lyrics
I was a careless kind of wind
No direction, no sin
Home was any place
That my suitcase could lay
In the evening I'd spend all my day's work with friends
In the belly of a whale we'd called independence
A careful compassion
From a reckless young heart
My eyes hadn't known
Senseless pain from the start
All the riddles of death I'd laid down to rest
Came swelling and staggering as broken nonsense
Livin' the high, treacherous lie
Sidestepping pain and shading my eyes
I stumbled along, no thought to my home
'Till my number was called
And paradise was gone
From the garden of eden
Where I'd figured it out
Went from pleasure to pain
Ego to doubt
Spat upon the banks in the desert in a storm
Where I talked to myself through the long journey home
Beware of yourself
As you float in the wind
A hard heart ain't right
It's no place to begin
The summit of innocence is dreamy and gold
A chapter of tears as the long story's told
No direction, no sin
Home was any place
That my suitcase could lay
In the evening I'd spend all my day's work with friends
In the belly of a whale we'd called independence
A careful compassion
From a reckless young heart
My eyes hadn't known
Senseless pain from the start
All the riddles of death I'd laid down to rest
Came swelling and staggering as broken nonsense
Livin' the high, treacherous lie
Sidestepping pain and shading my eyes
I stumbled along, no thought to my home
'Till my number was called
And paradise was gone
From the garden of eden
Where I'd figured it out
Went from pleasure to pain
Ego to doubt
Spat upon the banks in the desert in a storm
Where I talked to myself through the long journey home
Beware of yourself
As you float in the wind
A hard heart ain't right
It's no place to begin
The summit of innocence is dreamy and gold
A chapter of tears as the long story's told
credits
released 11 May 2012
Paradise Gone
Written by Marcus Lohrmann
Performed by Buckman Page
Recorded, Mixed, Mastered by Stark Naked Records
Artwork/Design by John Williamson
Paradise Gone
Written by Marcus Lohrmann
Performed by Buckman Page
Recorded, Mixed, Mastered by Stark Naked Records
Artwork/Design by John Williamson
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From belting vocal presence to passionate lyricism, from rhythmic precision and elegance to powerfully sweeping guitar ... more solos, BP presents an engaging sound both in their recordings and live performances that is straight forward, charming, and alive. Their music is raw, clear, and full of hope. less
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