12 Songs, 12 Weeks

by Buckman Page

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This is an adventure; it's good to be recording again. We can't promise much, but we can say this: 12 songs, 12 weeks. We're itching to play these songs for you. If the lousy (unqualified) sound engineers at Stark Naked Records can't get the sound quite right, please forgive them. We're new at this.

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released July 1, 2012

Music written by Marcus Lohrmann, Matt Cefalu and Martin Lohrmann.
Performed by Buckman Page
Additional musicianship by Bekki Lohrmann
Recorded, Mixed, Mastered by Stark Naked Records
Artwork/Design by John Williamson

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Buckman Page Chicago, Illinois

From belting vocal presence to passionate lyricism, from rhythmic precision and elegance to powerfully sweeping guitar 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. ... more

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Track Name: Rivers
If I was a man whose rivers were nameless
I'd beat back those holdin' me down
But today I am afraid that my voice, it is raised
Not in courage, or hope, but in doubt -

If I was a man whose chords were yet unwritten
The sound, an etherial first.
But symphonies and operas and cannon balls and pop songs
Are enough to kill my thirst

If I was a man whose rivers were nameless
Whose paths were yet untrodden
Whose chords were plucked anew
With curious abandonment we'd head out on the road
To be young --
Oh, to hope for somethin' true.

If I was a man whose clouds were all blameless
My faults, they could rest in my heart
But as sunshine fades into the haze -
I'm inclined to say "I had no part".

If I was a man, among men, among women
Among untainted eyes saw a world being born
From the flowers of the dust to the wreckage and the rust -
And the war of the heart being won.
Track Name: The Hard Road
I was drifting like a soundtrack
Hanging over ship wrecks
Covering my best neck -
A sudden rap upon my shoulder
Left me feeling older
A winter where it's colder

You were screaming 1 - 2
I was shouting 3 - 4
(Beggars in night
For something that we'd hoped for)

Everybody knows the hard road
(Some go tip-toed, staring, two eyes closed)
Everybody walks the hard road
(Golden nosed, wing woed, buffalo'd, castle-closed)

Fingers felt a little mischievous
I ended with my wings clipped
A portrait of a man chipped -
All the while I craved mercy
Living the like the dirty
Stain upon a cursing

You were screaming 1 - 2
I was crying 3 - 4
(Beggers in night
For something that we'd hoped for)

Everybody knows the hard road
(Some tow wagon loads, clenchin' tight elbows)
Everybody walks the hard road
(Some blow flakes of snow climbin' down glacial slopes

A cul-de-sac dreamer with a leftover smile from
Kissing, wishing, daring, dreamin'.
(You were a runaway child.)

Everybody walks the hard road
Everybody knows the hard road
Track Name: Crocus
Oh, a crocus through the snow
It's cold in Chicago
I'm starting to miss my home
Where my summer nights were spent
In the stars, in blue mountains
In a field with all my friends

If dreamy memories were't such thieves
I would love it here
But as blazes of delight
flow through my heart I'm lost -
But every time I try to find home
I'm back in those old fears
But the truth
Make heaven where you are.

But i'm grown
like a king without a throne
Like sadness left alone
Old with none to show.
Where I'd sit
And I would stop to stare
Over seas of drowning cares
Never met, no cross to bear.

If dreamy memories were't such theives
I would love it anywhere
But as blazes of delight
Flow through my heart I'm lost -
It's every time I try to find home
I'm back in those old fears
But you, it's up to you.
Make heaven where you are.

But I'm unknown
Like a pebble never thrown
Like a sad seed on a stone
Waiting for the crows.

If dreamy memories were't such theives
I could love it here
But as blazes of delight
Flow through my heart I'm lost -
It's every time I try to find home
I'm back in those old fears
It's up to you.
To make heaven where you are.
It's up to you.
You, make heaven where you are.

Oh, a crocus through the snow
It's cold in Chicago
I'm starting to miss my home.
Track Name: Coal Train
I wanna put you on a coal train to Canada
For all that slow pain I'm still mad at ya
Maybe you'll get there, maybe you won't
Maybe you'll show up alone in the cold
Maybe it's wrong but that's what I hope
When I see a coal train begin to roll

I know I should forgive and forget
but the pain is a train that hasn't left yet
it's rockin' through town interminably
and blockin all the traffic on the street
and my imagination's run away with me
but I see you on a Canadian train to leave

You could take up hockey
drink Canadian beer
you'd be better off up north
better off than I am here

But I've got nothin 'gainst Canadians
That I would make 'em feel the pain I'm in
Make 'em see your smilin face
that keeps me in this awkward place
and maybe all my wishin is a waste
but why won't you hop on that northbound train

SOLO

You could learn to speak French
like a Quebecois
You say 'bonjour'
I say 'au revoir'

oh those poor Canadians
when I make em feel this pain I'm in
make em see your smiling face
the one that keeps me in this awkward place
and maybe all my wishin is in vain
but why won't you hop on that northbound train
ease my pain
just roll away
Track Name: Paradise Gone
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
Track Name: What We'll Remember
Cold fish sticks for breakfast
Hot wings for lunch
Tonight I splurged a bit;
I don't deep fry my bacon that much
One time I got off the couch
But that was a fluke
I'm coming off a hangover
I thought I had to puke

And through it all there was beer, sweet beer
Didn't even have to go to the kitchen,
Cuz I got a fridge right here
Yeah I had quite a day,
Sitting around watching Simpsons tapes
And what I'll remember is the beer

I had a beer when I woke up
Cuz it's good for the heart
Then I cooked beer battered spuds,
Except for the potato part
Played frisbee golf all day long,
'Til my fingers bled
I was the pope of frisbee town,
At least that's what I said

And through it all there was beer, sweet beer
Leinenkugel's bottles brown, MGD bottles clear
Yeah I had quite a day,
My kidneys had a big role to play
And what I'll remember is the beer

I told some stories.
At least half were almost true
Then the beer started to run low,
But I knew just what to do
Drank a couple warm
And while the rest were chillin'
Elucidated at great length
On the finer points of Bob Dylan
And through it all there was beer, sweet beer
Deep down I know I'm cool;
All the chicks just think I'm weird
Good news! It's your lucky day,
You're gonna drink with me today
And what we'll remember is the beer
Track Name: Laughing Over Storm Clouds
I'm looking over storm clouds, laughing -
I see, maybe I'm stacking ashes.

But you wanted more
Contentment seemed a whore -
A cheap wish
An easy score.
You are what you please,
But not what you need.

With gratitude lost
Despair became your boss
Contagious hating -
Your courage gone.
You are what you please,
But not what you need.

No matter where I go
I'm left with myself
Alone in my head
So like it, or just go to hell.

But someone got you thick
It make me kind of sick
To see you be a dick.
A broken soul,
A weak myth.
You are what you please,
But not what you need.

I'm looking over storm clouds, laughing -
I see, maybe I'm stacking ashes.

I'm looking over storm clouds, laughing.
Track Name: Smart Boy
There's a smart boy I know and
He's a one man show and
Plays the drums on pots and pans
With spatula drum sticks

Sings a new melody
Bout how he's gonna get me
It's a song without memory
While strumming on the toothpicks

And when he's got it down right
He'll jam on it all night
Enough to make you feel uptight
Till it blows your mind

There's a smart boy I know
He's his own live show
Comin' in stereo
Telepathic radio

There's a smart boy I know
He's his own live show
Don't need no remote control
For his telepathic radio

He's always got the best excuses
For when he's acting stupid
Somehow it's still the truth and
Keeps me laughing through the worst lies

We go out for a drive
singing through the night sky
Watch the moon begin to rise
Feels like heaven is a short ride

And when we got it down right
We'll jam on it all night
Enough to make you all tight
When it blows your mind

There's a smart boy I know
He's his own live show
Comin in stereo
Telepathic radio

There's a smart boy I know
He's his own live show
Don't need no remote control
For this telepathic radio

And when he got it down right
He'll jam on it all night
Enough to make you feel all tight
When it blows your mind

Smart boy I know
Smart boy I know
Smart boy I know

There's a smart boy I know
Smart boy I know
Smart boy I know
Track Name: Hole in Your Heart
There's a hole in your heart
You'll never understand
Planted deep deceives your will
It's the thrust behind your wind.
Beyond the trees, leaves orange and red -
I'll not lay down to what you said
There's a hole in your heart
But you'll never understand

There's a hole in your heart
a secret kept in pride
where your maker says his prayers
where he goes to die
in mother's lies to shield her kin
In worried hopes and aspirin
It's conniving, it will win
But you can't understand

There's a hole in your heart
There's a place you keep
Where the angels go to die
A mountain, cold and steep
And from that depth you bow your head
You wink your eye, you bake your bread
The heavenly become the dead
But you won't understand

I put that hole in your heart
A madman, for the thrill.
Enticed, felt the hands of God
Cause its wholeness made me still
Now entwined I love you more
Selfish, lonely, led you through the door
I put the hole in your heart
I hope you never understand.
Track Name: A Clam's Song
I'm a stupid superstitious man
If I's a beast I'd be a clam
Diggin deep beneath the sand.
I wish you'd grab your shovel
And find me here.

Struggle when I talk
I got a different kinda walk
I wear holes in the soles of my shoes.
I'm a mess of a clam and you know it -
I think you think I'm cute.

But ooooh you're the best kind of best thing
And ooooh I love that you can love me.
Cause I'm a man who falls -
Got a tripping curiosity.
Find me between the walls -
Remove me from the stampede.
Honey, I don't need a savior,
Just someone to lay here and talk with me.

If I's the beat, you'd be the dance,
Emitting pure romance
A naked window to the past
It's fury and wisdom and chaos -
We'll not flee.

If I was lost you'd be the map,
A train upset with tracks
Two steps forward, three steps back.
There's a beauty in knowing
Walls are built to fall.

...
Honey, I don't need a savior,
Just someone to lay here and laugh with me.
...
Honey, I don't need a savior,
Just someone to lay here and hear me out.
Track Name: Guilty
I'm so tired of wandering
It's 2 AM, who's left to impress?
I got a vision of yesterday
In my eyes, as moments pass.

I've been carrying around
Someone else's weight.
The trouble with guilt
Is that it never really pays.

I'd rather be a sailor
Lost to the waves of the sea
Than a tongue-tied whimless man
Tied to a dock that's strangling me.

But lookin' back is staying back.
I'm charging up a hill.
I'm making mine or I'm breaking time,
Please, God, don't let me be still.

I've been guilty so long.
No more.

So I'm singing all my memories,
I'm paving all my own streets,
I'll spend the rest of my days
Smiling every way I know.

When the bad man's coming
I'll push him over runnin'.
No more.

I've been guilty.
No more.
Track Name: The Goodbye Song
Goodbye, live long, farewell
It's been nice, cliche, but oh well.

Unraveling your temple dress whisper
Fill my head with mystery
Come now baby to the king bed warmth fire
Long before our eager sleep.
But you wouldn't listen to me.

Goodbye, live long, farewell
Look out for the law, that's hell.

Get all the flowers from the cold, dead, winter
Easin' up the windows come the breeze
I was wishing i had met your lips
Underneath the willow tree
but you wouldn't listen to me

Goodbye, live long, farewell.
What's gone? I don't know. Something fell.

In the frightening light of the turnpike
Turn the radio to sleep
Kill the engine, listen into the night lights
We're driving to get out to sea
But you wouldn't listen to me.

Goodbye, live long, farewell.
It's been nice, cliche, but oh well.

We'll end it on the highest note -
We'll end it on a note that we can sing.

Goodbye, live long, farewell.
What's wrong? Nothing, I'm swell.

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