The Roots Music and Lyrics by Julean Rai (BMI) All Rights Reserved. The madness of your family seed; The funny way that folks can be; The fear of Change is weighting me; Under this solitary shade tree. The tragedy of childish things; Moving on, so life can bring The richness of a medicine; Hard to swallow down. I tried to watch you down the drive; Watch your tailights fire; But I just weighted down the roots. Can't say that I was angry; Can't say that I was anything; I couldn't feel a lot of things... It was a solitary shade tree. This hidden boy is ripe for you; No hidden heart is right for you; Butterflies are fleeting things; You know I got the message; Step into the world, start out at the roots. A minutes worth of steady ache; A little breath, and I can stand; One little step, and I'm a man; If steady on the path. I turned the timepiece over; This way I could remember; When my will, so sober; Washes over everything. This hidden boy is ripe for you; No hidden heart is right for you; Butterflies are fleeting things; You know I got the message; Step into the world, start out at the roots. I knew they wouldn't understand; They think he's more of man than I am; For all this time I've ambled on; The silence never broken. But I've learned prudence in the innings since; Cautious love, not bitterness; No static easy to forget The rest of us, unspoken. This hidden boy is ripe for you; No hidden heart is right for you; Butterflies are fleeting things; You know I got the message; Step into the world, start out at the roots... Step into the world, start out at the roots... Step into the world, start out at the roots. Copyright 2007 Julian D. Rai (BMI); Julean Rai (BMI); Julean and the Rai (BMI), All Rights Reserved. ISRC# US-J3V-07-34268

Missing It Music and Lyrics by Julean Rai (BMI) All Rights Reserved. I told my brother I was moving out. (Not like he didn't hear the argument). I took a look around my room again; Packed up the stuff that I'd be needin'. It took a moment just to breathe it in; Nobody calling for me; Nobody coming for me... 'Ain't gotta' listen to her bellyachin'... And I 'ain't missin' it. 'Ain't never felt this kind of freedom before... 'Ain't never felt this kind of freedom before... 'Ain't never felt this kinda'- Knocked on the door of my friend Ryan; He promised me that I could move in... Sure, his place smelled like cat and incense, But I was happy just to move in. Well, I took a walk down by the waterside... Nobody calling for me; Nobody coming for me... 'Ain't gotta' listen to her bellyachin'... And I 'ain't missin' it. 'Ain't never felt this kind of freedom before... 'Ain't never felt this kind of freedom before... 'Ain't never felt this kind of freedom before... 'Ain't never felt this kind of freedom before... -freedom before -freedom before... ...I stayed up until well after 3am. Nothing complicated, just the situation. Playing music with all my friends. Nobody coming for me, Nobody calling for me; And I admit that I 'ain't used to it, no... But I 'ain't missin' it. Yeah this is livin', man! And I 'ain't missin' nuthin'-- 'Ain't never felt this kind of freedom before... 'Ain't never felt this kind of freedom before... 'Ain't never felt this kind of freedom before... 'Ain't never felt this kind of freedom before... Freedom before, freedom before, freedom before... Boogie down now; Boogie down now. Boogie down now; Boogie down now. Boogie down now; Boogie down now. Boogie down now; Boogie down now. Boogie down now; Boogie down now. Boogie down, Now... (And I found him sitting in the armored chair Where he was, where I was Aren't we the lucky ones? I said with a grin River winds, Let the Spring Begin: Seven-ten Waking up the neighbors with our tin-can band. Eating out, sleeping in, all our high school friends Skippin'; never had a lesson Never needed them... Wooden fife, passing an afternoon at windowside Building up... Curl up and kiss the River One, One, Carry On!) Copyright 1995 Julian D. Rai (BMI); Julean Rai (BMI); Julean and the Rai (BMI), All Rights Reserved. ISRC# USJ3V0734269

For Me Music and Lyrics by Julean Rai (BMI) All Rights Reserved. Banging on the frame Of my window-screen Can't stay long... That's why we chose the morning. I was lying on the couch Groggy, but awake Sure I love to pro-test... But we know it's okay. Chorus: And oh, we planned to do this thing today Like, yesterday. And the morning sun Was streaming in. And we gathered up the things we need For the thing When you came for me, For me. Verse: To the riverside Right by where I live (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...) Strolling down the banks... Collecting twigs. We were the best of friends Brothers, in a way I would bring the air... And you the common ground to bind us there. Chorus: And we together, where the world would spin The best of friends. And I would have called on you,too Old friend. Verse: Put them in a cross In the muddy grass Try to light a flame... But it won't catch. Chorus: And oh, we tried until the sky turned blue From golden hues. And oh, we tried to crumble paper up, but It got wet too... And we decided that we'd give it up And go to school... (Or at least you And I'm not gonna' keep you out.) And you, you brought along a can of fish So we had breakfast You said you found it... I think it was sturgeon! Looking back, I always think You rose up at three And you came for me Yes, you came for me And you came for me, Yes, you came for me. And you came for me... For me. Copyright 2006 Julian D. Rai (BMI); Julean Rai (BMI); Julean and the Rai (BMI), All Rights Reserved. ISRC# US-J3V-07-34270

First Light Music and Lyrics by Julean Rai (BMI) All Rights Reserved. Verse: I'm down at the precipice. Door's locked, and I'm pissed. And I've knocked and jerry-rigged... I can't believe it would come to this. Mike's probably sound asleep, or Following that girl again, who wants Nothing to do with him... Sometimes you'd think he'd just 'pack it in'. Chorus: Been on my own six weeks, Didn't even think to get a key. Didn't think it applied to me, 'cause... Someone's always gonna' be inside, and now I'm locked out of the house again; Stuck out on the porch tonight... Someone better be coming in soon, like... Don't wanna' be here 'til first light. Verse: So I Walk down to the coffeeshop To maybe try to sit and have a cup, but the Coffee-man was closing up. Shook out the rug and the door shut! Mom stopped by this afternoon. Brought some clothes and a box of food; Said 'They really miss me up at school', but she She didn't speak of what she do... Chorus: Aw, but I can guess her Apology by the gesture, you see-- Apologies are not her... After a fight. I'm locked out of the house again; Stuck out on the porch tonight... Someone better be coming in soon, like... Don't wanna' be here 'til first light. Bridge: So many people sleeping on the floor, You'd think that somebody'd be home, right? A little thing I counted on... A little thing I counted on... So I'm gonna' learn to be a star; Just a little kid with a big guitar. And I'll break it out and play wherever we are. I'll break it out and play wherever we are. 'Cause up against the buildings I project That probabilities are endless... No point in getting any less. No point in getting any less. But can I find my way alone? Or will I only feel alone? And can I at least fail alone? Can I at least fail alone? I'm sitting here alone, alone, alone. Sittine here alone, alone, alone. Alone. Sitting alone. Sittine alone. Positively independent. Positively independent; Because I'm all alone. Because I'm all alone. I'm positively alone. I think we're really alone. We're positively alone. Copyright 2005 Julian D. Rai (BMI); Julean Rai (BMI); Julean and the Rai (BMI), All Rights Reserved. ISRC# US-J3V-07-34271

In This Water Music and Lyrics by Julean Rai (BMI) All Rights Reserved. Verse: You were a waitress; Sat down in your section To surprise you. I waited around until eleven, Because you made promise to. You said you wanted to take a drive; There was no one there to talk to... And we pack up the car And started driving. You started talking and I I started listening. We headed to the creek At your suggestion. Chorus: And I'm aware that in that water It's so dark, you'd never know Just what's sliding through your fingers And what's crawling through your toes And that especially at night This is where the lovers go; I didn't say a word about it, But I know. But I know... But I know. Verse: We pulled up and you remarked There were a billion stars above our heads. Then you followed me running, Through the sand, To the water's edge. Then grinned up at me devilishly; Asked if I was adventurous... And I said 'yes.' Then you slid out your clothes And started wading. With nowhere else to go I had to join in. And through the waters, cold, We started laughing. Chorus: And I'm aware that in this water It's so dark, you'd never know Just what that is between your fingers And what that is between your toes; And I could barely see your figure There in the darkness, down below... I didn't say a word about it, But I know that you know that I know. Bridge: Then we talked about your father And how he wants you in 'that school' And how he wants you with 'that boy' How he's in everything you do... And then we talked about your mother How she's a mystery to you And how it's awkward how you love then; But you do, but you do... And how you'd love to speak up to them And tell them what you want to do Don't even want to be a lawyer Not even really sure about school... I didn't breathe a word of contradiction Just let you say what you had to You didn't say that you were leaving; But I knew. But I knew. But I knew. Verse: We drove of barely dressed, and dripping wet I'm sure we offended some. And I wasn't tired yet; Hell, it was only ten to one. But the night was obviously Done. And so I acquiesced It was kind of late, then. You thanked me for listening To what you were saying... And I said I should be the one Doing the thanking. Chorus: 'Cause I'm aware that in that water It was so dark, you'd never know Just who that was between your fingers And who that was between your toes-- We made a date for hanging out I tried to come, but couldn't go. You tried to act 'not disappointed'... But it showed. Copyright 2005 Julian D. Rai (BMI); Julean Rai (BMI); Julean and the Rai (BMI), All Rights Reserved. ISRC# US-J3V-07-34272

Fifth Street Coffee Song Music and Lyrics by Julean Rai (BMI) All Rights Reserved. Verse: Same. Feels like a year has Come and gone... A shame; eleven months now On my own. In the shop behind me Music plays Marcos plays the spoons Scott and I play the plates And the pipers mom Says 'Let the music breathe' Like this... And we spill Out on the streets now Like a cloth. Until We're rubbing elbows With the Law. Because the shop next door just Called the cops on the 'Damned guitar, and the Kids and the Goths' When I just made five bucks From the guy with a girl on his arm. Chorus: Well, in the morning we come And we light up our smokes Of course that's noonish for some And a whole lot of folks we know are Tucked into tables Crumpled at the bar, man Some loathe you, some love you But all know just Who you are. You're at the Fifth Street Coffee Shop. J... Yeah, we don't talk Much anymore. And that's okay. He was never much for My rock-and-roll. And Virginia's caught on the Streets, like a refugee, I can Take her home, she can Crash with me, and I mean Just what I say, I said it Just like I mean, man. Chorus: Well, in the morning we come And we light up our smokes Of course that's noonish for some And a whole lot of folks we know are Tucked into tables Crumpled at the bar, man Some loathe you, some love you But all know just Who you are. You're like a Fifth Street Coffee Star. Bridge: I got a brand-new pen And a fresh stack of paper, and a Bottomless cup, and a While more to linger, while I Hear that this place may not have Long to be here, Because of the kids, and the cops And the folk like me Who 'live here', O... Down at the Fifth Street Coffee Co. Chorus: Well, in the morning we come And we light up our smokes Of course that's noonish for some And a whole lot of folks we know are Tucked into tables, and Crumpled at the bar, man Some loathe you, some love you But all know just Who you are. Down at the Fifth Street COffee Shop. Down at the Coffee Shop... ...at the Fifth Street Coffee Shop... Down at the Coffee Shop... ...at the Fifth Street Coffee Shop... Down at the Coffee Shop... ...at the Fifth Street Coffee Shop... Down at the Coffee Shop... ...at the Fifth Street Coffee Shop... Way down at the Coffee Shop... ...at the Fifth Street Coffee Shop... Down at the Coffee Shop. Hey! Copyright 1996 Julian D. Rai (BMI); Julean Rai (BMI); Julean and the Rai (BMI), All Rights Reserved. ISRC# US-J3V-07-34271

The Exchange Music and Lyrics by Julean Rai (BMI) All Rights Reserved. We had a party in the den downstairs I mostly disappeared in the easy-chair I was enamored by her fragrance: Something by Givenchy they call "Amarige" Now, it was somebody's home and not a party house I tried to play it cool, but I chickened out... She caught up with me on the front stoop; Knock-knock-knocking on my aloof... I had to make a move, tried to touch her hair She wrapped it all around me And we kissed right there. She wasn't even slightly embarrassed: Born in France and raised in Paris, And our time is wasted. Could we retain The student we exchanged? We made a date for the following night She had a thing before and she needed a ride. I got it all together and I dressed real nice... I didn't really plan on spending time inside; Well, nothing really happened on the night out. I didn't know girls, and she kinda' found out Spent time in the cold, cuddled up for warmth Just hands and face, arms stomach and waist And now she's leavin'... Could we retain The student we exchanged? Could we retain The student we exchanged? Hey, I don't like to sound like the boy who falls But I stumble down the stairs ev'ry time she calls' There's a feelin' in my belly like a lizard who crawls Can't sleep can't eat can't think at all I'm gonna' meet her downtown at the coffeehouse Sit down for a minute, but we'll both slide out Down in the deepest dark corners of town But it's too late now, 'cause she's headed out Now she's leavin'. Could we retain The student we exchanged? Could we retain The student we exchanged? I can't picture her leavin'... And me afterward, just breathin' in The scent of her, just lin-gerin' Hey I just Can't stand waitin' for the shoe to fall You'd betta' give me somethin' Or it's nuthin' at all, Hey- Hey, I don't like to sound like the boy who falls But I stumble down the stairs ev'ry time she calls' There's a feelin' in my belly like a lizard who crawls Can't sleep can't eat can't think at all I'm gonna' meet her downtown at the coffeehouse Sit down for a minute, but we'll both slide out Down in the deepest dark corners of town But it's too late now, 'cause she's headed out Now she's leavin'. Could we retain The student we exchanged? Could we retain The student we exchanged? Could we retain The student we exchanged? Could we retain The student we exchanged? Copyright 2003 Julian D. Rai (BMI); Julean Rai (BMI); Julean and the Rai (BMI), All Rights Reserved. ISRC# US-J3V-07-34274

Mind Games Music and Lyrics by Julean Rai (BMI) All Rights Reserved. Verse: Well, On the rim of devil's edge Lies a prophet, like the dead... Keeping still, his eyes are closed Hanging on his saviour's robes. Strike me now, or take your leave- You run my patience through a sieve... But only a fool would make me bleed Prophetess of flaming seed. I say this once, let's make this clear... No one's kind is wanted here. Chorus: Well I can't stand to hear Your lusty breath inside my ear You walk around in your bathrobe Naked, still, in emperor's robes. Frolicking in evening's clear 'Aint no way I'd take you here You, you beckon me and I won't Come 'Cause all I ask to be is One. Verse: Well I recall the taste of you. And I know you remember, too... Your red hair all across my chest... Mouth-to-nipple, face-to-breast. Hey, I can't Come So I won't go... Isn't there something I should know? You say, you'd like to try your chance with him... Hah! Just friends? I say this once, let's make this clear... No one's kind is wanted here. Chorus: Well I can't stand to hear Your lusty breath inside my ear You walk around in your bathrobe Naked, still, in emperor's robes. Frolicking in evening's clear 'Aint no way I'd take you here You, you beckon me and I won't Come 'Cause all I ask to be is One. Well, all your mind games make things clear It takes two to tango round here. Chorus: Well I can't stand to hear Your lusty breath inside my ear You walk around in your bathrobe Naked, still, in emperor's robes. Frolicking in evening's clear 'Aint no way I'd take you here You, you beckon me and I won't Come 'Cause all I ask to be is One. Copyright 1995 Julian D. Rai (BMI); Julean Rai (BMI); Julean and the Rai (BMI), All Rights Reserved. ISRC# US-J3V-07-34275

The Way That Leaving Goes Music and Lyrics by Julean Rai (BMI) All Rights Reserved. Verse: Steady as the shadows; Steady as it gets. Abandoning the highway For the sticks. We haven't passed that barrier; We haven't crossed that bridge. It'll be with some other boy I guess. Chorus: Still got a little while Left to go. No need to calculate The distance. And I'm no alternate Road. It's just the way that leaving goes. Verse: Steady on the mileage; Steady on the gas. Still shot of quiet... Let it pass. Chorus: Let's pull into a station; We'll make a meal of What we get. And have ourselves a time To forget. And nobody's waiting... This was never said. But it's just the way that Leaving is... It's just the way that leaving is. Yeah, it's just the way that leaving is. Copyright 1996 Julian D. Rai (BMI); Julean Rai (BMI); Julean and the Rai (BMI), All Rights Reserved. ISRC# US-J3V-07-34276

Muse Tree Music and Lyrics by Julean Rai (BMI) All Rights Reserved. Verse: Awakening, I heard the sound. And it reminded me of things... It's just like me to wax nostalgic; This is the reason I create. Oh, but the summer's almost tragic. And I feel like someone strange... It may have started from a seed; Now something else has taken me. Chorus: But you are only to be a tree, yes- On which the muses come to feed. Verse: Going outside to greet the day. Light on the branches I display... Bills on the table left unpaid; It does not pay to be the shade. Oh, I am notorious for things. But I refuse the change my mind... I did not choose to be this way; I cannot choose to be the same. Chorus: But you are only to be a tree, yes- On which the muses come to feed. Bridge: Cannot control the doves of day Or how they choose to light my world... I cannot stay the crows of night... These are the shape of things to come... We are the instruments of change... Yet we rely on sun and rain... No telling what next they might say... And then, like words, they fly away. Chorus: But you are only to be a tree, yes- On which the muses come to feed. But you are only to be a tree, yes- On which the muses come to feed. But you are only to be a tree, yes- On which the muses come to feed. But you are only to be a tree, yes- On which the muses come to feed... Copyright 2003 Julian D. Rai (BMI); Julean Rai (BMI); Julean and the Rai (BMI), All Rights Reserved. ISRC# US-J3V-07-34277