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BY WAY OF Maybe I should bare my soul INTRODUCTION (Brian Woodbury) So much that you can’t take it Or share what’s so atypical R E F R A I N It binds you to the cosmos My story is my own Your story is your own Why do I think My story is my own that you’d even bother to Your story is your own Try? I guess that we’ll both have to find out how V E R S E Truth be told R E F R A I N If I may be so bold My story is your own Everybody knows Your story is my own That’s not how it goes My story is your own

I N S T R U M E N T A L Your story is my own

C H O R U S lead & bgd vocals, guitars, sitar Maybe I should leave this here samples, bass, Indian percussion By way of introduction programming: Brian Woodbury To stoke your curiosity bgd vocals: Gary Stockdale, And rile up your wonder Marc Doten drums & percussion: Maybe I should tell the truth Jonathan Feinberg And see if you believe me Or tell a lie and change your life We’ll both be none the wiser ALL RIGHT C H O R U S 1 (Brian Woodbury) All right All right V E R S E 1 All right Sweethearts A couple young hearts Out o' school just beatin’ for a big night Seventeen All right A pair o’ happy fools All right Goin’ out All right Six months Catch a little lightnin’ Kissin’ alot under the moonlight Second base just once Catch a little lightnin’ Hot night under the moonlight Soft breeze V E R S E 2 Snugglin’ under some willows trees Start slow Thunder crash With a hush Hold on tight Time stops P R E C H O R U S 1 Oh, what a rush He’s finally workin’ up Deep breath the nerve to say Let go Hey, baby, do you wanna go Intertwined all the way? In the afterglow And she goes Wake up Sunrise Hurry home thinkin’ up alibis Goodnight kiss in the mornin’ light P R E C H O R U S 2 I N S T R U M E N T A L They can barely take their eyes away C H O R U S 3 Then they’re soarin’ off All right into a whole new day All right And he goes All right A couple strong hearts C H O R U S 2 still beatin’ from a big night All right All right All right All right All right All right A couple young heart still beatin’ Caught a little lightnin’ from a big night under the moonlight All right Caught a little lightnin’ All right under the moonlight All right Caught a little lightnin’ Caught a little lightnin’ under the moonlight under the moonlight I caught a little lightnin’ Caught a little lightnin’ under the moonlight under the moonlight All right!

B R I D G E vocals, acoustic guitar, piano, bass: They’ll head their separate ways, Brian Woodbury come September electric guitar: Marc Muller But out of that first night drums & percussion: Andy Sanesi they spent together They’ll keep that spark forever That once-in-a-lifetime. THE SMILE HE TOOK AWAY V E R S E 3 (Brian Woodbury) Guess what? He broke her heart.

V E R S E 1 She’s gone where he can’t find her. She used to light the room. To try and start again. She’d share her smile so freely. And put that life behind her. A laugh for everyone. I saw her in this bar. And I was hers completely. She’s just the same to this day But she was never mine. Same voice and hair and face, So much I wanted to say All but that smile he took away.

I guess I missed my chance vocals, mandolin, bass: For that sweet smile he took away Brian Woodbury

V E R S E 2 acoustic, pedal steel: Marc Muller At first he came to stare drums & percussion: So tough and yet so helpless. Jonathan Feinberg He found her welcome eyes, And burned until she melted. DON’T LET IT HIT YOU Too soon it was too late. ON THE WAY OUT I never asked her to stay. (Brian Woodbury & Rob Shapiro) By now I should move on, V E R S E 1 But for that smile he took away. You chose these streets B R I D G E to waste your youth And she’s still smiling in my mind. These nightclubs for your striving And I’m still hanging on The stage lights’ glare to that lifeline, to dim your luster Your timing meets the bitter truth There’s no good reason Your moment’s not arriving you should linger

This town takes more You say you’ll start your second act than you can muster You’ll quit and call it even (It’s chewin’ you up) This town that’s giving you

A circle line to nowhere the finger (And spittin’ you out) It’s gone before you get there You ought to know, it’s time to go You couldn’t strike its fancy You failed to hail that taxi C H O R U S 1 This city’s hexed. It hollers, “Next!” Don’t let it hit you on the way out This town was all a big mistake C H O R U S 2 You made a choice Don’t let it hit you on the way out and let it play out You never really stood a chance Well, that was your unlucky break You never understood the layout So if you see a brighter day out You couldn’t cop a New York stance Say out loud And you wore every old cliche out that you’re glad to be through Way out, this town doesn’t care And once you’re out that door about you. then stay out If you walk out that door Don’t let it hit you on the way out then stay out Don’t let it hit you on the way out V E R S E 2 Now in your heart B R I D G E your bags are packed When you first came And all that’s left is the leavin’ You thought you were entitled Ready for fame Until your life was idled WHEN I THINK OF LOVE As you retreat (Brian Woodbury) You maybe should consider Where is defeat P R E V E R S E 1 If the quitter doesn’t go? You’re the one I’m thinking of When I think of love C H O R U S 3 Don’t let it hit you on the way out V E R S E 1 That this is right where you belong When I think of love It never was about the payout as something new No, it was all about the throng I see the night it first came true Don’t take a flight from JFK out When I found myself so lost in you Pray out, before it’s too late to undo The future glimmered into view You won’t get back in V E R S E 2 once you stray out When I think of love Don’t let it hit you on the way out as something old If you walk out that door The days remembered and retold you’ll stay out All the waves we slowly Don’t let it hit you on the way out watched unfold vocals, acoustic: Brian Woodbury In midnight blue and sunset gold electric guitars, bass: Marc Muller (Sunset gold. When I think of love.) drums & percussion: Joe Berardi M I D D L E E I G H T 1 Walking hand in hand, It still feels the same I look into your eyes You whisper my name V E R S E 3 lead vocal, sampled vibes, sampled When I think of love harpsichord, bass: Brian Woodbury as something small bgd vocals: Paul F. Perry, A seed infinitesimal Sean Altman That was nurtured acoustic, electic guitars, baritone in the sunlight’s sprawl guitar: Marc Muller And grew this lovers’ tree so tall drums & percussion: Mark Pardy (Tree so tall. When I think of love)

M I D D L E E I G H T 2 NEW CAR SMELL (Brian Woodbury) Walking hand in hand, It still feels the same V E R S E 1 I look into your eyes He’s got that new car smell You whisper my name And all her friends are jeal’ She takes him for a spin I N S T R U M E N T A L Then wants to trade him in P R E V E R S E 2 ’Cause he don’t wear too well

You’re the one I’m thinking of V E R S E 2 When I think of love He’s got that new car smell

V E R S E 4 But he don’t ring her bell When I think of love He isn’t half as hot as something vast As he seemed on the lot So how was she to tell? The path forged in a comet’s blast All to dazzle, spin and flabbergast B R I D G E Enfolding us until the last She swears it isn’t him, it’s her When I think of love And how he wishes that it were V E R S E 3 But nowadays, He’s got that new car smell he spends a lot of time alone

That’s starting to repel V E R S E 2 She’ll take a lousy trade Follows the news. It sure beats lemonade He craves great conversation. How soon will he re-sell? He cares about She’ll take a lousy trade the people that he meets, It sure beats lemonade Or doesn’t meet How soon will he re-sell? You got the blues? vocals & drum programming: He’s got some cheer or consolation Brian Woodbury With no best friend, though, trumpet: Chris Tedesco now his life feels incomplete clarinet: Mark Hollingsworth trombone: Dan Levine C H O R U S 1 sousaphone: Devon Taylor If you met a guy like that Now, wouldn’t you want

to help him out? ASKING FOR A FRIEND (Brian Woodbury) At least you’d see he ought to get the benefit of the doubt V E R S E 1 Or a token of some I know this guy. human kindness you could spend He's smart. I think he's funny. I’m asking, for a friend Feet on the ground I’m asking, for a friend Doesn’t like to live his life inside his phone V E R S E 3 He’s far from shy He’s got a wife His mood is usually pretty sunny And kids, Dad, sister, brother His contact list is long, I N S T R U M E N T A L but something’s keeping him apart V E R S E 3 It’s a good life I know him well. No way he’d trade it for another We go way back together So why’s it hard for him to find that But even I sometimes heart-to-heart? just cannot fathom him at all C H O R U S 2 He’s in a shell He’s not looking for a lover And now he’s got me He’s not asking for the moon wondering whether You might also know someone I am enough to help him Who has a hankering to commune breaking through that wall

And a confidential ear C H O R U S 3 That he could let him bend? Is it something that he does? I’m asking, for a friend Or is it something that he did? I’m asking, for a friend Well, it’s hard to be objective now B R I D G E ’cause who am I trying to kid? And all the pals and gals And I guess I’ve really he used to know got no reason to pretend Back in the day That I'm asking, for a friend Boy, what a day! If I admit it to myself, He had a hey day can I reverse the trend? I am asking for a friend Where did everybody go? I am asking for a friend Some passed away I am asking for a friend Some just don’t pass this way I am asking for a friend May Day, May Day vocals, bass: Brian Woodbury V E R S E 2 acoustic guitar: Sam Woodbury Well, some folks have the knack vibes: Nick Mancini They can riff, they can jam drums & percussion: Joe Berardi They make wisecracks off the cuff bongos: Dan Cubert They can scat, they can spin, they can slam

SPONTANEOUS They’re flirting or giving a speech (Brian Woodbury & Gary Stockdale) They’re soloing on the guitar V E R S E 1 It’s all so effortless for them I’m a guy who was born But that’s not who I am With a song in my heart With a story to be told C H O R U S 2 And plenty of truth to impart Spontaneous Forget extemporaneous But when I get put on the spot They say, “Take it, Brian, Like a dork in headlights, I’m stuck go for broke!” All my skills evaporate But that’s my recipe to choke I stop before I start It comes out maladroit and

C H O R U S 1 miscellaneous Spontaneous Why can’t I be spontaneous?

I just can’t be spontaneous B R I D G E By the time I think of what to say Sponta-NAY-ity The perfect moment’s passed away Wait! Shouldn’t it be My wherewithal with words sponta-NEE-ity? becomes extraneous Either way that careless deity Why can’t I be spontaneous? Always makes me feel I’ve sinned Abandon Spontaneous I’ll abandon all abandon [nonsense] I will not leave my fate to chance Spontaneous I’ll work it all out in advance [nonsense] Grab caution from the wind Spontaneous… Spontaneous!

I N S T R U M E N T A L vocal, piano: Brian Woodbury violin: Benjamin Powell C H O R U S 3 Spontaneous upright bass: Edwin Livingston Why should I be spontaneous? drums & percussion: Mark Pardy additional percussion: Dan Cubert No, I’m not content to merely blurt Like some unfiltered extrovert I’m thoughtful, I’m deliberate, GOING THROUGH I’m restraineous EMOTIONS I don’t wanna be…. (Brian Woodbury & John thomas Oaks) C H O R U S 4 Spontaneous V E R S E 1 Who cares! I’m not complain-eous Every time I find the strength ’Cause for me the spark To think about you nowadays, can best be caught It hits me like a fresh Katrina wind. The moment I say I do my best to stand up straight “Hold that thought!” And meet the storm head on Fruition’s sometimes But all the while, non-contemporaneous I only pray the storm will end

I don’t have to be spontaneous [nonsense] P R E C H O R U S 1 P R E C H O R U S 2 You left my out here spinnin’ Though a storm was always brewin’ With my heart tied in a knot I pretend the coast was clear I’d chase you but this But when the wind begins to blow Hurricane’s the only ride I’ve got Your name’s the only sound I hear

C H O R U S 1 C H O R U S 2 I hide in shame I hide in shame Then I rage and flame Then I rage and flame Like I’m tryin’ to tame Like I’m trying to tame a thousand oceans a thousand oceans I’ll curse your name I’ll curse your name Then I’ll take the blame. Then I take the blame. Your life sails on Your life sails on While I’m just While I’m just goin’ through emotions. goin’ through emotions. I’m just goin’ through emotions. B R I D G E

V E R S E 2 No, I can’t stop reliving that day Seems like only yesterday When that wave this cyclone washed our home clear away Took our big and easy life As if I could rebuild And blew it all to who knows where that sweet life that was killed But nothin’s really different And you’d stay

I still dance around the truth V E R S E 3 And keep my blinders on You build a house And laugh like I don't care with sticks and stones Believing it’s enough to stop a vocals, bass: Brian Woodbury torrent when it finally hits the shore piano & arranging: Then the clouds come rolling in John thomas Oaks The dark descends drums & percussion: Marc Pardy and suddenly you find You don’t believe that any more TAKE A HIKE P R E C H O R U S 3 (Brian Woodbury & Rob Shapiro) I oughtta go and look for you V E R S E 1 And leave this wreck behind When my mind’s goin’ cubicle But the storm that chased you And there’s gridlock in my soul out of here’s My punch clocks and my lunch box Still roaring in my mind Have defined me

C H O R U S 3 Need to get by a whippoorwill I take my aim, Stand of trees to make me whole I thrash, I maim, I need a lungful of mountain air Like I’m tryin’ to tame To remind me a thousand oceans

I staked my claim P R E C H O R U S 1 But all the same I hop the five up to ninety nine You’re gone, gone, gone To the heart of the watershed You’re good and gone Time to hear what the mule deer’s And I’m still goin’ through emotions. Tryin’ to tell me I’m just goin’ through emotions. I’m just goin’ through emotions.

C H O R U S 1 Hold my breath in the quietness To take a hike and just get lost Sky so blue it’s nearly black Eagle pass is all it cost Wouldn’t heaven compare to this? Every step counts I know mine would on the road to bein’ free P R E C H O R U S 2 Fall asleep by falling stars Pitch a camp by a riverside Don’t need internet or cars Skinny dip in a mountain pond Bringing back the words Couple days from the trailhead my daddy said to me And still goin’ Just take a hike and you can keep the memory C H O R U S 2 Take a hike and hit the trail P O S T C H O R U S 1 And remember to inhale Leave only footprints Ponder ponderosa far as I can see Take a hike, take a hike (Leave only footprints) No karaoke sing along Only footprints When we join the campfire song Take a hike, take a hike Underneath the purple (Leave only footprints) mountain’s majesty Only footprints And may it stay the way it’s always meant to be V E R S E 2 I climb along side a waterfall P O S T C H O R U S 2 By the old Ahwanee track Leave only footprints Smell a breeze full of butterscotch Take a hike, take a hike From the pine wood (Leave only footprints) Only footprints Only footprints Take a hike, take a hike Take a hike, take a hike (Leave only footprints) (Take a hike) Only footprints (Leave only footprints) Only footprints, etc. B R I D G E Echo, echo, echo, echo, vocals, acoustic, baritone guitar, echo, echo, echo piano, bass: Brian Woodbury harmony vocals: Tulasi Rain C H O R U S 3 violin: Benjamin Powell I take a hike and find my life penny whistle: Mark Hollingsworth A sleepin’ bag, a pocket knife drums & percussion: Andy Sanesi Mind the bears and tie the food up in a tree HIS LAST REGRET (Brian Woodbury & I trek across that mountain range John thomas Oaks) To see a place that mustn't change And we keep it wild V E R S E 1 'cause that's what keeps us free Another white-out morning Bringing back the words Just like each November day my daddy said to me A chilly quarter-mile walk Far above the foggy bay P O S T C H O R U S 3 The bridge is near invisible Leave only footprints Take a hike, take a hike But he steps up calm and clear In the sureness of the choice (Leave only footprints) that led him here (Take a hike)

C H O R U S 1 they’re fixable, no sweat Now he's going down And all he has is one regret Leaping from the sorrows he could not forget B R I D G E Down down The water takes him To leave the pain Somehow he grabs a breath that made his life a losing bet Then he's swimming But now he has one more regret Up away from death

V E R S E 3 V E R S E 2 Well, he’s put that Fall behind him The world becomes slow motion And his tumble from the bridge But he’s clear and so alive And the days stretch out The wind has drowned out before him now what made sense Up on Tamalpais Ridge Right before he took that dive Though his struggles aren’t over The water’s coming closer now His faith is always near And with more remorse than fear And at last he knows He can only blame himself exactly why he’s here for why he’s here C H O R U S 3 C H O R U S 2 After going down And he's going down Past the darkest shadows Down through every where the heart can get disappointment, doubt and debt Down down Down down He’s reached the deepest part Besides his last mistake, Where hope can be reset ’Cause life ain’t over yet (This is your life.) He’s living with no more regret And you better remember it (This is your life.) vocals: Brian Woodbury And you better not forget it. piano & co-arranging: John thomas Oaks All the people that I cello: Maggie Parkins never had sex with in college percussion: Dan Cubert And the one I almost did.

ALL THE PEOPLE What a very close call. (Brian Woodbury & I would have missed Miss Right. Michael Webster) I’d have thrown my life away, and all in just one night. All the people that I never had sex with in college What a small price to pay: I wonder what they’re doing now idle moments of regret. Would they even be aware And it’s actually a comfort that they have the distinction? to savor what you never get.

College days, oh, college days. Because of all the people that I never had sex with in college, All the people that I I’m really glad you weren’t one. never had sex with in college Just the notion of you being out They’re probably busy right now, among the wide array… Getting on with their lives. Oh, perish the thought! Seldom giving thought Throw the possibilities away. to what might have been, To have never ended up But never was. In the arms of the one I love. (This is your life.) In the arms of the one I love. And you better remember it. (This is your life.) Every wild oat sown And you better not forget it is one more that can’t be grown. Wondering what you’ve never And all the people that I known sure beats ending up alone. never had sex with in college.

All the lips I never kissed, vocals, guitars, piano, sampled every chance I ever missed instruments, bass: Brian Woodbury that felt like weakness to resist, piano, keyboards, sampled but this life would not exist. instruments, co-arranging: Michael Webster It’s a small price to pay. background vocals: Rob Shapiro & And I’m grateful every day Paul F. Perry for the ones who got away. drums & percussion: They are grateful too, I pray Jonathan Feinberg

To all the people that I YOU WILL FIND YOUR WAY never had sex with in college (Brian Woodbury) And if they know who they are, V E R S E 1 I hope they can sing along You can lose a toy you bought with this song, Or lose a game you play and they know who they are You can lose your train of thought and they’ve ended up If you don’t find it with the one they love, Never mind it in the arms of the one they love.

V E R S E 2 ON MY BIKE But if you’re traveling to and fro (Brian Woodbury) And you get lost someday V E R S E 1 You’ve only lost the way to go In the cool early dawn And you will find your way You will find your way When it’s wet on the lawn And the clouds veil the sunlight, B R I D G E I rise However lost, however far Then I head up a trail You’re never lost from who you are Where my spirits set sail for the skies V E R S E 3 You know that if you should find C H O R U S 2 yourself upon On my bike A path that goes astray I can go as I please Retrace the steps On my bike that you have gone Up a hill through the trees It’s just a setback On my bike You can get back When the days are like these, oh-oh

To the place where you belong There’s nothing like And where you long to stay a ride on my bike, oh-oh All by yourself you can be strong There’s nothing like a ride on my bike And you will find your way You will find your way V E R S E 2 You will find your way. Feel a breeze start to stir And the world is a blur vocal & acoustic: Brian Woodbury As the sun thunders through in a blast a ride on my bike And my feet pedal round There’s nothing like a ride Never touching the ground on my bike I blow past vocals, acoustic, synth & FX: C H O R U S 2 Brian Woodbury On my bike nylon, electric guitars, bass, co- Anyplace I can go arranging: Marc Muller On my bike drums & percussion: With the city below Jonathan Feinberg On my bike additional percussion: Dan Cubert What the day has to show, oh oh There’s nothing like DADDY’S LITTLE GIRL a ride on my bike (Brian Woodbury)

C H O R U S 3 V E R S E 1 On my bike Claire was conceived (On my bike) in make-up sex. I can go anyplace Before Daddy was Mama’s ex On my bike A last-ditch try to somehow force (On my bike) The marriage not to run its course With the wind in my face Claire arrived in the deep of night On my bike Dark of winter, with a blinding light (On my bike) Apple in the eye of a perfect storm Find a new song to chase, oh oh And she could almost There’s nothing like keep them warm a ride on my bike There’s nothing like C H O R U S 1 C H O R U S 2 ’Cause she was Daddy's little girl Still she was Daddy’s little girl So precious and so smart When he sang her Nat King Cole And she was And she was Mama’s only friend Mama's new best friend When Mama bared her Come to mend a broken heart wounded soul And she'd laugh at Daddy's laugh Daddy put on training wheels And she’d soothe her Mama cried upon her shoulder Mama’s whimpers And pretty soon it was She was all that they could salvage too painful to pretend in the end To be Daddy’s little girl Her Daddy's little girl When she was Mama’s only friend And her Mama's new best friend B R I D G E V E R S E 2 Broken hearts don’t split They split before right down the middle she learned to stand Sometimes we are Trying to grasp, one in each hand called upon to choose A duplicate room at Daddy’s place Mama’s stuck, Claire didn’t know Daddy seems to coast which way to face Claire goes where Daddy bounced back, did okay she is needed most New wife, baby sister on the way And now her room Mama didn’t fare so well at Daddy’s house But she swore Claire to never tell Sits quiet as a ghost

I N S T R U M E N T A L C H O R U S 3 Never take no downtime And she was Daddy’s little girl No time The future in his eyes V E R S E 1 But she was Mama’s only hope Every second of the day She was her consolation prize Mama’s bad mouth wouldn’t shut I’m on it (on it, on it, on it) No one makes me be this way Until Claire at last surrendered I want it (want it, want it, want it) The other room, the every other week she’d spend Gotta work my mojo or She was Daddy’s little girl I’ll lose it (lose it, lose it, lose it) Now she’s only Mama’s friend Every ounce I got in store vocal: Brian Woodbury I use it (use it, use it, use it) acoustic, mandolin, pedal steel, bass & arranging: Marc Muller This go-getter only goes drums & percussion: Joe Berardi No getting (getting, getting, getting) But what keeps me on my toes I’m dreading, dreading, dreading, DOWNTIME (Brian Woodbury) dread

C H O R U S 1 C H O R U S 2 Downtime Downtime I don’t want no downtime Headin’ into downtime Lost and never found time Settin’ into downtime No time Sometime Downtime Downtime I don’t break for downtime Hunker underground time Feel I’m gonna drown time B R I D G E No time Can’t make that move

V E R S E 2 To only prove This relentless monkey’s on That when I give my groove away I won’t know what I’m missing a mission (mission, mission, mission) I won’t know what I’m missing Spend it quick before it’s gone Ambition (-bition, -bition, -bition) I won’t know what I’m missing

Found my path, now all I do C H O R U S 4 Is beat it (beat it, beat it, beat it) Downtime Though I doubt if I’ll get to I don’t want no downtime Complete it (-plete it, -plete it, -plete it) Lost and never found time This time Am I really in this race I’ll pound time To win it, win it, win it, win it? Till my come unwound time Or can I not bear to waste Till my homeward bound time A minute, minute, minute in No time

C H O R U S 3 vocals, keyboards, synths & Downtime samples: Brian Woodbury Never go to town time drum & percussion programming, Never get around time co-arranging: Jonathan Feinberg No time Downtime I’m afraid of downtime Wasn’t made for downtime No time

YOU OWN IT V E R S E 2 (Brian Woodbury) It seems so simple now, my boy To catch the eye of someone new. V E R S E 1 A girl without the problems It seems so easy now, my son That the first one put you through. To walk away and not look back But with a couple hung-up calls She’s gone and soon forgotten And bitter looks Now, you’re on a whole new track and slamming doors Young love, well, it’s fun at first It slowly comes to dawn on you Till the drama of it all The problems might be yours Finally gets too much for you. So why return her call? P R E C H O R U S 2 When all is said and done P R E C H O R U S 1 The first one might Well, there’s a price to pay have been the one. For the way you choose to walk away C H O R U S 2 You break a heart, you own it C H O R U S 1 That’s what your leaving bought You break a heart, you own it You break a heart, you own it Love plays a funny trick And there’s that nagging thought You break a heart, you own it It’s everyone you’ll ever meet Some little part will stick ’Gainst the one you left behind The way you weaseled out on her You’ll wonder if you’ve blown it Will never leave your mind You break a heart, you own it You’re callous and you’ve shown it You break it, you own it You break a heart, you own it You break it, you own it B R I D G E I know you might not hear me now LOVE IS NOT THE But what I say is true ANSWER You learned to turn your back (Brian Woodbury)

From how I left your mom and you INTRO And if you get this Poets will say that love is the way Know that my regretting To explain every cloud in the sky never sleeps But sometimes Leaving is losing love just doesn’t apply And losing is for keeps V E R S E 1 C H O R U S 3 How long will it take You break a heart, you own it for the sound of a wish A child or a wife to reach the first star I see tonight? You break a heart, you own it And how many grains Till it’s a way of life of sand might there be And once it’s second nature, boy in proportion to all the waves Real love’s too hard to find that ever crashed on that beach? I only wish I’d known it Why do they make you write You break a heart, you own it your name and date of birth You break it, you own it on every page of the forms You break it, you own it in a doctor's office? vocals & bass: Brian Woodbury I guess I’ll never know acoustics & co-arranging: C H O R U S Jim Kimo West Love’s not the answer drums & percussion: Love is not the answer Jonathan Feinberg Love’s not the answer (That would be the curvature of Love is not the answer space-time) That you’re looking for. Love will never lift you

V E R S E 2 off the ground And what makes a glass (It seems, the more you try, half empty, half full the more you waste time) when I will never get Love won’t set you free to take that drink? Well, maybe you, but never me

And if a tree falls in the wilderness V E R S E 3 of my soul, does it matter to you So why did you lie if it won’t make any sound? to my face when you said that you Who knows the thing that really were gonna be forever mine? makes a Subaru Subaru? Why did you agree to settle for me They say that it’s love, when you knew in the back now don’t they? of your mind that you’d be But the wish won’t make it so breaking my heart?

C H O R U S Why do I still find sand Love’s not the answer inside my shoes from the day Love is not the answer we drove to the beach in your Love’s not the answer Outback for you to dump me? Love is not the answer Why can’t I let it go?

That you’re looking for. C H O R U S

B R I D G E Love’s not the answer Love doesn’t make Love is not the answer the world go round Love’s not the answer Love is not the answer Love’s not the answer V E R S E 1 Love was not the answer I show up at this party Love’s not the answer but I’m wondering why I came Love was not the answer A bunch of strangers milling round You were looking for. and asking me my name I’ve nothing to contribute, vocals, piano, sampled trombones & synth: Brian Woodbury this is clearly not my crowd I’m going back for seconds, upright bass: Edward Livingston I don’t care if it’s allowed violins: Sara Parkins cellos: Maggie Parkins P R E C H O R U S 1 drums & percussion: Mark Pardy And I’ll sift through the pretzel dust till Miller time is up BYOB Holding out for refills (Brian Woodbury) of my empty solo cup

C H O R U S 1 C H O R U S 2 B.Y.O.B. B.Y.O.B. Bring your own beer Bring your own beer Don’t come empty-handed I came unprepared when The invite was clear I ventured in here To that stipulation This party is dead, boy I could not agree Or is it just me? Yeah, thems are the rules Got nothin’ to offer That I wish they’d relax Nor to achieve The host provides Shoulda known when I got here music and snacks to leave If you B.Y.O.B. It said B.Y.O.B. V E R S E 2 I N S T R U M E N T A L They send me on a beer run. P R E C H O R U S 3 (How’d they talk me into that?) The deputies sing And on this backroad shortcut Hark the Herald Angels my Fiesta gets a flat The wind blows like a bastard, What a din! One shares a cup of and the ground’s a skatin’ rink eggnog with me. If I’d brought my own beer, least I’d have something to drink Soon I’m joinin’ in Then later in my bunk P R E C H O R U S 2 I start to think on what I’ve missed Not just this bag of empties If life gives you lemons, I’m returning to the store. maybe that is just a twist The sheriff shows up, “Hey, there’s open bottles on your floor.” C H O R U S 4 B.Y.O.B. C H O R U S 3 Bring your own beer B.Y.O.B. Make your own party Bring your own beer Spread your own cheer Guess where I’m spending Say “after you” The rest of the year? Don’t just say, “poor me” Christmas in jail (Pour me) Not guilty is my plea So fill up your heart I’ve got no excuse And give what you’ve got ’Cause I’ve done nothin’ wrong ’Cause someone might Don’t go blaming give you a shot my old backseat bong If you B.Y.O.B., etc. Blame B.Y.O.B. vocals, bass: Brian Woodbury B R I D G E 1 acoustic guitar, mandolin, banjo, I looked at the skies pedal steel & co-arranging: Rubbing my hands over my eyes Marc Muller And I fell out of bed drums & percussion: Joe Berardi Hurting my head FX: Dan Cubert From things that I said

V E R S E 3 Till I finally died I STARTED A JOKE Which started the whole world living feat.. Dudley Saunders (Robin, Barry & Maurice Gibb) Oh, if I’d only seen That the joke was on me

V E R S E 1 I started a joke B R I D G E 2 Which started the I looked at the skies whole world crying Rubbing my hands over my eyes But I didn’t see And I fell out of bed That the joke was on me Hurting my head From things that I said V E R S E 2 I started to cry V E R S E 4 Which started the Till I finally died whole world laughing Which started the whole world living Oh, if I’d only seen Oh, if I’d only seen That the joke was on me That the joke was on me That the joke was on me The joke was on me, etc. vocal: Dudley Saunders You’ll never put it behind you keyboards, bass, samples & drum Let bygones be bygones programming: Brian Woodbury All you can do is nothing. trumpet: Chris Tedesco (Do nothing.) saxophones: Mark Hollingsworth trombones: Dan Levine C H O R U S 1 drums: Joe Berardi There’s no reliving or regretting There’s no forgiving, no forgetting along ALL YOU CAN DO When all you that can do is nothing, IS NOTHING All you do can do nothing but wrong (Brian Woodbury & Richard Allen Crawford) V E R S E 3 There’s no second chances V E R S E 1 There’s no starting over You can’t take the high road There’s no hope of turning You can’t take the low road a new leaf over You can’t seem to locate There’s just no overcoming some middle ground to take What’s not blowing over There’s no ground to stand on All you can do is nothing. And no place to stand off All you can do is nothing V E R S E 4 Leave off with the high road V E R S E 2 To hell with the low road You can’t have and eat it Forget ever finding that You can’t have it both ways middleground to take There’s no way to work out You once had a best mate a compromise But now it’s a stalemate V E R S E 1 All you can do is nothing It takes all the kinds (Do nothing) to make a world So I will have one of each C H O R U S 2 Variety is my spice for life Can’t take it with you, There’s none you can’t leave it that’s beyond my reach Can’t dish it out, when you’re Into my melting pot heartweak and headstrong I give it all I got And all that you can do is nothing. So all you do C H O R U S 1 can do nothing but wrong. With a little bitta this But don’t forget a little bitta that vocal: Brian Woodbury Take it with a pinch of everything piano: David Witham Your drink will not go flat (A little bitta) Throw a few in what you’re brewin’ LITTLE BITTA THIS, You will find your bliss LITTLE BITTA THAT It only takes a little bitta that feat. .Kathi Funston && Plus a little bitta this Tulasi Rain (Brian Woodbury) V E R S E 2 For making a tango it takes two I N T R O And three makes a crowd, I found Dancing to the same old songs But if we all put our best feet in Beneath this disco ball We’ll be turning the world around Mister deejay, mix it up So everyone get hip I need to hear them all to this light fantastic trip C H O R U S 2 I won’t let With a little bitta this Rigid rules But don’t forget a little bitta that Hold me down Spin me here and there and everywhere I’m a little bit country This move is where it’s at A little bit city (A little bitta) A little bit smooth and Mix and match me, A little bit gritty throw and catch me A little bit cool I swear you won’t miss And a little bit hot As long as you’ve a little bitta that And a little bit Plus a little bitta this I-don’t-know what

B R I D G E P A R T 1 C H O R U S 3 There’s a music smorgasbord With a little bitta this It’s salty, bitter, sweet But don’t forget a little bitta that Take a taste of everything We’ll emancipate the planet It’s all that you could eat With our music coup d’etat Every dish is complementary (A little bitta) Feel the fusion turning up the heat All for one, and all together Bon appetit! Till we share one kiss It all comes from a B R I D G E P A R T 2 Little bitta that plus a little bitta Even though Little bitta that plus a little bitta They say choose Little bitta that plus Only one A little bitta this It’s no use lead vocals: Kathi Funston P R E L U D E 2 co-lead vocals: Tulasi Rain We’re standing harmony vocals, acoustic, Our fingers interlocked keyboards, synths, samples, bass, Pointing hands of time drum & percussion programming: Through flotsam that adheres Brian Woodbury While we are drifting electric guitars: Marc Muller Upon a moment past So faintly echoing to itself That neither barely hears it TAKE ME BACK We’re staring inward (Brian Woodbury) Like a pair of broken glasses In a thrift store basket P R E L U D E 1 We are standing I come to beg your favor Our fingers interlocked Holding as we climb V E R S E 1 Up escalator years Take me back into your confidence We hardly notice Take me back into your heart Our hands so long entwined Take me back into your body Almost oblivious to ourselves Let us never stay apart To grasp the one that steers us And let me take you back as well We’re staring outward Without you I've got jack Like Parisian cafe couples Take me back Take me back In a sea of strangers But we are long past strangers V E R S E 2

Take me back when I've done wrong Take me back when I've done well That put us on this track Take me back Take me back when I amaze in ways Take me back

Nobody else can tell B R I D G E 2 For understanding, overlooking Back into your deepest kiss everything I lack Under your familiar skin Take me back, etc. Back into your endless stare B R I D G E 1 Where we breathed each other in Take me back through fits of anger And the mystery that draws me When our spirits disagree To the code I'll never crack Through our doubts and our defeats Take me back

The eye to eye that we can’t see V E R S E 4 Every squalid, squandered moment Take me back to our decision When it all seems out of whack To relinquish these controls Take me back When we threw away our caution All in forging two new souls V E R S E 3 No blueprint, onward Take me back to where it started to the part of life no one can hack To the night that sparked it all Take me back, etc. And the embers of that passion That keep us in its thrall V E R S E 5 What we recognized at twenty-one Take me forward to the future That put us on this track When we shed our leaves and die Take me back Where my big old tree Take me back will shade you What we recognized at twenty-one Till it heaves a final sigh And just keep holding on Till this bright light fades into black Then take me back Take me back, etc. vocals, nylon & acoustic guitars, ukulele, amateur violins, keyboards, string & flute samples, bass: Brian Woodbury drum & percussion programming, co-arranging: Jonathan Feinberg