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Gravity (Lisa Rapport & Lindsay Tomasic) What scientific law defines this mass of jumbled thought Tilted on its’ axis and spinning out in space Orion and his dog align, then pass and leave me caught In repetitious wonderings revolving 'round this place. No theorem defiance Love is a physical science: Forces we can't see that hold you to me Like gravity The body-mind dichotomy debate is resting on Whether we were meant for love or too diverse a tune Still undefined, this part of me, no matter how I run I'm tethered to the center of a universe of you No theorem defiance Love is a physical science: Forces we can't see that hold you to me Like gravity Earthborn logic failing me All my thoughts astray No time has relativity To solve this earthly mystery, of what on earth you mean to me .... No theorem defiance Love is a physical science: Forces we can't see that hold you to me Like gravity Lindsay Tomasic – Vocals, Guitars, Electronics, Bass Jo Pusateri – Drums, Vibes © 2007 Datolite Music ASCAP What In The World (Lindsay Tomasic) I don’t want to read about it, I don’t want to hear about it No TV, No radio We just get so inundated How can we appreciate it? Nobody knows whos running the show What in the world did we do to get a mob like this Sitting at the top And what in the world can we ever do To Make the madness stop I don’t want to think about it. I don’t want to listen to These twisted politicians thinking they’re cool Running up the deficit , and coming off like hypocrites While millions of people are playing the fools What in the world did we do to get a mob like this Sitting at the top And what in the world can we ever do To make tthis madness stop Is anybody coming to the rescue Bring the ladders and the watering hose Good vibes are gonna need to get through And everybody knows I believe the positive will finally the void the negative Like Luke and Darth Vadar out on a ledge And maybe in the present time somehow we’ll start to realign In pushing the darkness over the edge Lindsay Tomasic – Vocals, Guitars Jesse Fitzpatrick –Harmony Vocal Jo Pusateri – Drums, Percussion and Sound Design Larry Tuttle – Electric Bass © Datolite Music ASCAP 2007 Are We There Yet (Lisa Rapport & Lindsay Tomasic) Are we there yet How many more miles Are we there yet It's taking a while It's not like I don't like it slow It's not like I'm needing to know but Are we there yet Are we there yet What's that sign up ahead Are we there yet All the things that we've said It's not like I'm feeling the need To get to where we're going to be, but Are we there yet Oh…Took a picture of us on the road Taking it slow wondering where we're gonna go, And are we there yet Lindsay Tomasic – Vocals, Guitars, Piano, Bass Jo Pusateri – Drums, Percussion, Vibes © 2007 Datolite Music ASCAP No Matter What The Weather (Lindsay Tomasic) I write most songs when my heart is breaking And sometimes when my life is shaken But this time I thought I’d try something new It’s been two years and it keeps getting better When I’m with you, no matter what the weather Baby, I’m so happy I found you I sing most songs when my world is crumblin’ But at times like this it can be so humblin’ To wrap my head around a little something new Since you’ve been here, I’ve changed for the better When I’m with you, no matter what the weather Baby, I’m so happy I found you Let’s take some time out and stop this crazy life we’re living Light a little fire and watch It glow And if we try, well, we might stop this crazy world from spinning Wouldn’t it be nice to take it slow I write most songs when my dreams are shattered But I found something else that matters When I’m gazing in your eyes of blue I know our lives will keep getting better When I’m with you, no matter what the weather Baby, I’m so happy I found you And I love all the little things you do Oh, I’m so happy I found you Lindsay Tomasic – Vocals, Guitars Jo Pusateri – Drums, Percussion Novi Novog- Viola Bill Payne – Upright piano Larry Tuttle – Acoustic bass © 2007 Datolite Music ASCAP It’s Not You, It’s Me (Lindsay Tomasic & Lisa Rapport) I listened as you told me that you didn’t think I loved you Quite enough for all the dreams we had And then I simply faltered But in my head the things I said were gentle and persuasive And in my heart the moving parts formed sentimental phrases Inconceivable that you don’t think I love you Unbelievable, you know my world won’t turn without you I don’t know how it turned around, how can I make you see You know that love goes up and down And it’s not you, it’s me In a flash the moment passed, and though I cannot tell you All the reasons why the things inside Don’t always seem to show In your mind, perhaps you’ll find some comfort when you’re hurting A little trust could carry us through times when you’re uncertain Inconceivable that you don’t think I love you Unbelievable, you know my world won’t turn without you I don’t know how it turned around, how can I make you see You know that love goes up and down And it’s not you, it’s me It won’t be long, I’ll make it right There’s a happy ending to this story I know I’m wrong, and I’m contrite Do I get points for being sorry? Inconceivable that you don’t think I love you Unbelievable, you know my world won’t turn without you I don’t know how it turned around, how can I make you see You know that love goes up and down And it’s not you, it’s me Lindsay Tomasic – Vocals, Guitars, Upright piano Jo Pusateri – Drums Larry Tuttle - Bass © 2007 Datolite Music ASCAP Listen To The Big World (Lindsay Tomasic) I’ve been thinking about the world, feeling it turning Turning inside out and now we’re burning Polar bears are drowning in the sea Trying to find a place where they can be I keep praying that the world will keep on spinning But the atmosphere above us keeps on thinning Oil men are drowning in their greed They just sit and watch the planet bleed Why don’t we take a stand, give a damn, Give back to the land before we let the river run dry Change our lives, make it right See the light, join the fight Listen to the big world cry How much longer can we fill this world with rage It’s time for history to turn the page ‘cause time is running out for me and you But there’s still a whole lot left that we can do Yeah we can take a stand, give a damn Give back to the land before we let the river run dry Change our lives, make it right See the light, join the fight Listen to the big world cry Big tears fall from darkened skies Acid rain before our eyes Why don’t we take a stand, give a damn, Give back to the land before we let the river run dry Change our lives, make it right See the light, join the fight Listen to the big world cry Raise our voice, make a choice Tell all of the girls and boys That we don’t want to let the world die Hear our cry, forget the lies Listen to the big world cry Lindsay Tomasic – Vocals, Guitars Jo Pusateri – Drums, Percussion, Bass, Beat box Larry Tuttle – Acoustic bass Bradley Young – Fender rhodes, Upright piano (excerpts from Al Gore’s interview with Terry Gross on Fresh AIre NPR 2006) © 2007 Datolite Music ASCAP Lost The Moment (Lauren Wood & Lindsay Tomasic) It was a lasting first impression, you felt like someone I should know Went to the bedroom, called a taxi, said it was time for you to go All my life I dreamed I’d meet someone like you Should I attempt a conversation, it seems like something I should do Oh, baby, took a lot to get me here But I lost the moment, and I’m blinded my the fear And I eat my pride, all choked up inside Opportunity, escaping me I know it, I know it….I know And the ego, amigo, must go It was a difficult appointment, but I got in to see the man Said he was sorry he can’t use me, and then he coughed into his hand All forsaken, I was standing on the ledge I had my feet tied on to concrete, and there were bad thoughts in my head Oh baby, took awhile to get me here I lost the moment, and I’m blinded by the fear And I eat my pride, all choked up inside Opportunity, escaping me I know it, I know it….I know And the ego, amigo, must go Oh baby, took awhile to get me here I lost the moment, and I’m blinded by the fear And I eat my pride, all choked up inside Opportunity, escaping me I know it, I know it….I know And the ego, amigo, must go Lindsay Tomasic – Vocals, Guitars Nicole Falzone – Drums, Percussion, Backing vocals Bill Payne – B3 Johnny Lee Schell – Electric guitar, Backing vocals Larry Tuttle – Chapman stick bass © 2007 Datolite Music ASCAP Save Your Fork, There’s Pie (Lindsay Tomasic) It’s a chilly autumn morning and the clouds are hanging low I’ve got my morning coffee, but my engine’s running slow Heading north on 23, with a long, long way to drive The thought of her home cooking, well, it keeps my soul alive And I can hear her sayin’ with a twinkle in her eye Enjoy this meal before you girl, now save your fork, there’s pie Well, I’ve got my music playin’ as I’m winding through the trees Thinkin’ of her homemade jam is really such a tease As I’m driving past the bridge, with a yearning in my heart To share this meal together, after all this time apart She just can’t help but sayin’ with a twinkle in her eye It’s nice to have you home again, now save your fork, there’s pie Smell that roasted chicken, and her homemade garden beans A lovely presentation always garnished with some greens And sitting at the table, as we pass the bread and wine We’re feelin’ fine I’m feelin’ mighty hungry, I’ve been drivin’ at this wheel I can’t wait til Sunday just to sit down at that meal Getting closer by the mile, well it’s forcing me to smile No more counting days, I’m goin’ home to stay And I can hear her sayin’ with a twinkle in her eye Enjoy this meal before you girl, now save your fork, there’s pie Save your fork, there’s pie Lindsay Tomasic – Vocals, Guitars Jo Pusateri – Percussion Johnny Lee Schell – Acoustic slide Warren Giancaterino – Acoustic bass © 2007 Datolite Music ASCAP Pleasant Valley Sunday (Carole King & Gerry Goffen) The local rock group down the street is trying hard to learn their song To serenade the weekend squire who just came out to mow his lawn Another pleasant valley Sunday, charcol burning everywhere Rows of houses that are all the same And no one seems to care See Mrs.