The Lost Cartographers: Alt.Country/Americana band from Chicago

Music

Walk On [Rester]

Well the days are getting longer
And the air it starts to sing
But the song she had in her eyes
Sounds flat on your heart strings
And the cityís heart is melting
In a dirty swirling stream
Carrying cliches and cola cans
Down a deserted Division street

Walk on, walk on
Walk on, Iím gone

The days breaks into a thousand pieces
In the rustbelt of your mind
Tumbledown ruins and broken glass
And cheap Catawba wine
Just put one foot in front of the next
Until you fall down
Maybe youíll just walk in circles
Wake up in your hometown

Walk on, walk on
Walk on, Iím gone

Smokestack, six pack, cellophane
Stuck to the rubber of your sole
Friday, skyway, exact change
On the shoulder by the toll
Thereís a fifth of rum in your coat pocket
But three-fourths of it is gone
And youíre twice as bright at midnight
As youíve ever been at dawn

Walk on, walk on
Walk on, Iím gone

Killing Time in Nashville [Schafer]

Killing time in Nashville
Thinking about you.
Wonderiní if you feel the same
Are you thinkiní about me too.
Filling up some empty hours sitting at a bar.
Thereís a man up on stage playing his guitar.
Iíll admit heís looking good, too good to be true.
But all I see in his blue eyes are pieces of you.

Killing time in Nashville
Thinking about you.
Wonderiní if you feel the same
Are you thinkiní about me too.
Here in this fluorescent town booze and loud guitars,
Want to catch a northbound train one to take me far.
Wonderiní when Iíll see your eyes staring back at me,
In this old town, all I got is my misery.

In my mind I think of all the words I shouldíve said,
when I had you by my side.
I love you so, please donít let go, memories are all I have,
To carry me across the Mason-Dixon line.
Life is never sweeter than when Iím with you
Packing up my suitcase and coming home to you.

Southern smiles try their best to keep me company
I need to travel back to you despite uncertainty
Thousand miles between us now canít keep me away
I miss you so, thatís all I know at the end of the day.

Killing time in Nashville
Thinking about you
Wonderiní if you feel the same
Thinking about me too
Wonderin if you feel the same
Thinking about me too
Iím done killing time in Nashville
Iím coming home to you.

Butterflies Fall [Rester]

Butterflies fall like rain from the sky
Every time she closes her eyes
Lands on his lips like her kisses
Cover them in the bed where they lie

She wanted to be
A mortician when she grew up
Now she practices her art on the corpse of his heart
Ainít that some piece of luck
Maybe she canít make the dead wake up
With formaldehyde and a little make-up
But sheíll embalm it with the tears she cries
So at least it will look alive
Now Octoberís almost over
And June gonna come too soon
But that dead heart on the table starts stirring
Every time she shows him the moon

Butterflies fall like rain from the sky
Every time she closes her eyes
Lands on his lips like her kisses
Cover them in the bed where they lie

It's not like he got left at the altar It was more like a sacrifice
There were no loaves of bread or fishes
Just flesh and blood and wine
But when the leaves start to turn
He gets all turned around
In slanting sunlight and long nights with her
That break without making a sound
Sometime hope is like train tracks
Sometimes it stretches for miles
It can take you wherever you want to go
Sometimes you find yourself a new home

Butterflies fall like rain from the sky
Every time she closes her eyes
Lands on his lips like her kisses
Cover them in the bed where they lie

Hudson River Teenage Blues [Rester]

it was a cold day in the late spring
fog rolled in and made ghosts of everything
he took me down across the train tracks
down the old dirt road to the river banks
he looked at me, then he looked down at the ground
said "I know this ain't love, but it's the only game in town."
he took my hand, and put it on his face
said "It's a long climb back up once you've fallen from grace...
but everybody, needs some body
so you might as well lend me yours
sometimes a little death
is the only thing worth living for.Ē
and the water kept rolling south
and I could taste the bitter cigarette smoke in his mouth
there was the roar of a passing train
as the river rushed into my veins

Goodbye Ohio [Rester]

The devil donít want my soul anymore
Heíll settle for the love of the one I adore
Angels turn out the lights when I reach their porch
Cuz we are dyiní from the day that weíre born

CHORUS
Goodbye Ohio
Goodbye to my troubles and trials
Goodbye to the rain that drowned out my tears
Goodbye to you my dear

The earth gets so hungry, itíll swallow you whole
And through your mind the earthworms will crawl
They donít care nothing Ďbout your house or your home
Theyíll make their own out of your flesh and bones

CHORUS

Big Old House [Schafer]

A cold Chicago winter night
Dinnertimeís at eight
Chicken frying in the pan
Daddy was running late
How long should we wait tonight
For daddy to come home
Mama says give him some time
With him you never know
The cold wind smells of whiskey
When he stumbles in
ďThe kids canít wait to see you,
Honey where you been?Ē

CHORUS
That big old house never stood a chance
Built on dreams and quicksand
Hope and happenstance
And if a house falls in the night
When no one is around
Does it make a sound
Does it make a sound

When they first met they took long walks
Down to the lake
And sometimes they would skinny dip
If mama was feeling brave
Daddy was a quiet man
Full of poetry
And mama talked a blue streak and was
So pretty
But now they hardly talk at all
Except when the kids are near
And mama wakes up in the night
Full of fear

CHOURUS

Daddy packed his bags and
slipped out in the night
Mama told the kids
Everythingís all right
Daddy said he needs some time
To clear his head
He stayed drunk for nine straight days instead
Looking back she saw the signs he was
headed for a fall
Maybe mama never knew
that man at all.

CHORUS

Proposal [Fusco]

Iím sitting here
Iím sitting here
Sitting across
From you my dear
Iím thinking of
Iím thinking of
What will become
Of us my love

Travelled Ďround the
World and back
Without your love
In my knapsack
Without you there
Beside my side
Your hand to hold
Your heart, your mind

I think Iíd die
I think Iíd die
Without your love
To get me by
To get me by
To get me by
Without your love
I think Iíd die

Your intellect
So complements
Your beauty dear
Is heaven sent
Without you love
I donít make sense
Without you dear
Iím tired, Iím spent

So come with me
So come with me
Travel the world
And cross the sea
Cross the sea
Across the sea
Travel the world
And come with me
Over the plains
And bright tableaux
Weíll make a life
And get to know
The world in all
Its oddities
Together dear
You and me

O Gracie dear
O Gracie dear
Take my hand
And donít you fear
Please marry me
Oí marry me
Sweet sweetheart
Please marry me
Iíll take you Ďcross
The seven seas
With you Iíll climb
The hills with ease
And make with me
Sweet memories
And find the truth
That is our love

Love in the Morning [Schafer]

CHORUS:
I want love in the morning
Your hand in mine
I want to know everything
The mundane and sublime
I want to stay up all night
And watch the sunrise
I want to know everything
The mundane and sublime.

Kiss me softly while weíre
Waiting for the train
Put your coat around me
If it starts to rain
I want to lie in the grass with you and
Stare and the sky
We donít have to talk at all
Just watch the clouds roll by.

CHORUS

I want you to know when to be tender
When to take charge
When to be responsible
And when to live large
When to keep your mouth shut and
When to speak your mind
Just be real with me
Thatíll suit me fine.

CHORUS

Be there for me
When I canít carry on
When my burden gets too heavy
Hold me Ďtil Iím strong
Lie awake with me and stare at the moon
Give me that secret smile
Across a crowded room

CHORUS

Metronome [Rester]

You never know what you want
You never knew what you had
Itís the end of the world as we know it
But I guess it really ainít that had
We can live without each other
Hell, weíve been doing it for years
Objects in the rearview mirror, baby
May be less than they appeared
It was a cold Ohio night
We drank and watched the snow
The air was cold, but your hands were warm
With a fire like Iíd never known

And in the glow of those Christmas lights
I watched you take a sip
And how I wished I was that drop of wine
That got to linger on your lips
The heart is just a lump of flesh
Counting out the time of our lives
A metronome without a home inside my chest
The only thing that I can call mine

I never know what I want
I always knew what I had
I never thought that you and I, baby
Could make each other feel so bad

Golden Record [Fusco]

Launched in Ď77
Flung out into night
Cartographer of distant planets
Totally out of sight
I claimed a little moonlet
Out on Saturnís dusky rings
I photographed the vastness
Of places never seen

I take this Golden Record
Into interstellar space
An ambassador, an envoy
For the human race
Iíve got this Golden Record
Filled with ďbest ofĒ moments
locked in time
Searching for an alien
To be a friend of mine

Envoy to a milky way
Of pearly, sparkling stars
Passed by far flung distant planets
Jupiter and Mars
Past a boundary aptly called
Termination shock
Where solar particles collide
Where heavenly bodies rock
Iím leaving this old solar system
Had enough of this darn place
Going boldly, voyager
Bound for interstellar space
Iíve got a Golden Record
Filled with ďbest ofĒ moments
locked in time
Need an alien
Turntable, and glass of wine

Climbing fast, I carry on
Dodging cosmic rays
Mementos of a time gone by
Lonely nights, lonesome days
Last gasps of solar wind, they guide me
As I dance upon dark night
Propel me gently, softly pressing
To the twilight of my flight

I take this Golden Record
Into interstellar space
In ten years time Iíll leave behind
Last remnants of the human race
Iíve got a Golden Record
To take across the heliopause
Relics of past lives gone by
Sweet memories of how it was

I take this Golden Record
Into interstellar space
An ambassador, an envoy
For the human race
Iíve got this Golden Record
Filled with ďbest ofĒ moments locked in time
Searching for an alien
To be a friend of mine