Lyrics

47 Is The Greatest Number

©2017 NESS Monster Music (BMI)

The Kelvin Enterprise was built in Sector 47
of the Riverside Shipyards
and 47 Klingon ships were destroyed by Nero
Scotty only beamed up forty seven El-Aurians
in Generations
and Code 47 on Star-fleet Emergency Frequency
is Captain’s eyes only

47 is the greatest number
the greatest number
the greatest number
47 is the greatest number … in the galaxy

Holographic Stephen Hawking won his poker hand with four 7’s
and Captain Picard and his brother René
drink a ’47 wine
Commander Riker was a patient
at the Tilonis Institute, Ward 47
and “Darmok” occurs in the database 47 times
The E.M.H. has the experience of 47 doctors
and Voyager’s emergency medical holographic channel … is 47
Ensign Harry Kim lives in apartment 4-G
and G’s the seventh letter
and every measure of this song has 4 beats
and it’s in G Major ’cause

47 is the greatest number
the greatest number
the greatest number
47 is the greatest number … in the galaxy

47 is a safe prime, the fifteenth prime number and a Lucas prime …
it’s the thirteenth super singular prime … …
It’s a highly cototient number, a Keith number, and Eisenstein prime
it’s a strictly non-palindromic number … 0-0-1-0-1-1-1-1… ‘cause

47 is the greatest number
the greatest number
the greatest number
47 is the greatest number … in the galaxy
NGC 47, the barred spiral galaxy in constellation Cetus.

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Road To Nowhere

©1997 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Driving down a paved road,
wave to the people passing.
Taking in the sights,
[there’s] so much to see.
Buildings everywhere
stretching the horizon.
At night they glow
it’s hard to breathe. So hard to breathe.

So I’m taking that road to nowhere, but this can’t be all I want to be.
One in a million odds we’ll meet again.
Just remember me.

Driving down a dirt road,
wave to the kinfolk.
Taking in the sights,
[there’s] not much to see.
When the sun shines
I will recognize
the sweetness that I used to feel
in your lying eyes.

And I’m on this road in the middle of nowhere, but this can’t be all I want to be.
One in a million, shining stars in the sky.
Could you be happy just getting by?

Hear the thunder, feel the rain drops falling on my head.
Coming down in buckets and filling me with lead.

And I take that road to nowhere when I’m alone at night and it’s hard to breathe.
One million, shining stars in the sky.
Could you be happy just getting by?
I’m happy right where I am, trying to get by. I’m getting by.

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500 Mountains

©2010 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

I like to drink my bourbon neat.
I found my best friends on Main Street.
And one of the prettiest things I’ve ever seen
was tall mountains covered in green.

500 mountains up in West Virginia.
They used to be there, until
the coal burners tore ’em down.
They tore ’em down …

The Temperate Forest in West Virginia
is called “Overburden” –
they gonna tear it down.
Hey there, Old Appalachia!
They’re comin’ to getcha.

Oh for a pile of coal,
they’ll sell their soul.
Oh for just one burn,
a one-time burn.

500 mountains up in West Virginia.
They used to be there until
the coal burners tore ’em down.
500 mountains up in West Virginia.
They used to be there until
the coal burners tore them down.
They tore ’em down …
Oh … oh …

I knew an old man once
who needed a hand.
So I gave him a day
fixing up his house right,
and then we talked all night.
He lived on a mountain until
Massey tore it down …

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Rolling For Crits

Lyrics ©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Set to the music of “Summer of ’69” by Bryan Adams.

I got my type 2 phaser,
got my fresh-pressed red shirt on.
Fresh batteries in my communicator.
Checkin’ out a sexy Romulan!

Come and put your costume on.
We’ll cruise around the lobby together.
Partying at Dragon Con,
tonight is gonna last forever!
Yeah, these are the best days of our lives.

Got my favorite D 20’s
gonna roll a lot of crits tonight.
I got my Star Fluxx deck.
Better keep those Creepers in sight.

Gaming ’til the break of dawn,
my friends and I were really clever.
D and D, Carcassonne.
Those memories will last forever.
Yeah, these are the best days of our lives.
I’m rolling for crits tonight. Oh yeah.

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A.J.E.

©1997 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

City lights in the distance
across the bay.
Out my window in the Bayview
I saw the day.

Freshwater marsh, saltwater air.
Run my fingers through your hair.
See your small hand, tiny fingers.
Then a smile, through your fingers.

Rest your head upon my arm.
The storm will pass there’s no alarm.
Lightning flashes. Hear no thunder.
I’ll protect you. Feel the rain fall.

And you sit there, at the table
eating your grilled cheese.
You’re the cutest little girl.
You’re the cutest, little girl.

Fly your kite out, on the beach.
In the soft sand, you’re the cutest.
Build your castle, live your kingdom.
Audrey. Little Audrey. A.J.E.
And I love you.

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Sarasong

©2005 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

[I] Watch her watch the watch to watch the morning sun
come in, come in, come in, come in
to me from the cold garden.
“I love,” I scream. “It’s true!”

When seasons change it can be easy to
turn your cheek and harden your heart.
But you open your hand and satisfy everything on Earth.
פּוֹתֵחַ אֶת־יָדֶחַ וּמַשְׂבִּיעַ לְכָל־חַי רָצוֹן

Living in that minimalistic, cliché paradise
a bohemian saw the light.
Another paradox deconstructed.

And you fill the air with your Sarasong.

“Follow your dreams with a backup plan”
Everybody’s on a different path.

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At The Con

Lyrics ©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Set to the music of “Bold As Love” by Jimi Hendrix.

Oden looks down from the Atrium,
on Loki and Wonder Woman posing.
Queen Elinor, Fergus, and princess Merida,
bravely ride three sets of escalators down.
The plethora of Pokémon, are ever so happy but totally unaware
Of gorgeous Leia with five Mandalorian hunters
Photos are cool but it’s not nice to stare.

See them all, at the con
Yes they are all at the Con.
Just ask Batman.

That red Adidas storm trooper, with flashy gold chains,
boom box and entourage.
He stands out among two hundred Deadpool
while Silver Surfer sails surrounding.
That Baggins fellow is not so mellow.
In fact I’m trying to say, he’s frightened like me.
But hulk and iron man will get him to the lobby
to celebrate life, with a fairy like you.

See them all, at the con
Yes they’re all, at the Con.
Just ask Gandolf.

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Say You Will

©1999 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

I’m sitting all alone
waiting by the phone.
You told me you’d call,
but I haven’t heard a tone.

My heart is turning black and blue
from all these nights of missing you.
Say you will.
Say you will.

Say you will.
Say you’ll be mine.
When I ask, be my valentine.
Tell me you love me, and all your words are true.
Say you will. Love me through and through.

I trust you too much
and I love you even more.
I see your signals
but my eyes are focused on the door.
So come home babe.
Don’t play with me.
I promise to love you tenderly.

Say you will.
Say you’ll be mine.
When I ask, be my valentine.
Tell me you want me. Make this dream come true.
Say you will, and all my troubles will be through.

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Collusion Collision

©2007 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Let me tell you a story
of a couple, newly wed.
They were living in the day-to-day.
One night after fighting,
a vision popped into their heads
of a better life in Kal-i-for-ni-a.

It was collusion collision.
A California vision.
But they couldn’t settle on arrival time.
Oh no, collusion collision:
a case of no decision.
It’s what happens when you can’t make up your mind.

If you want a life that’s better,
you can move to better weather.
But no matter where you run
You’re still the same inside.
And you can’t hide from your
Collusion collision.
A case of no decision.
It’s what happens when you can’t make up your mind.

Fighting with absolutes is
always a waste of time and gets you
nothing – except to bring you
back to your collusion collision … …

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Science, Science, Science

Lyrics ©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Set to the music of “Iron, Lion, Zion” by Bob Marley.

Working on my robot.
Making lots of gears.
Cutting with a water saw
to save a couple years.

‘Cause I know science, real science, yeah science.
I like science, real science, yeah science.
Science, science, science.
Science, science, science.

Building a table
with some triangle supports.
Using a CNC.
If it blows up, press abort.

Get science. Real science. Yeah, science!
Oh now, science – real science! Yeah, science.
Science, science, science.
Science, science, science.

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Count Your Blessings

Lyrics ©2012 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Music by A.Hevenstone, W.Smith, S.Ritshie, N.Edelstein.

We all can live without possessing.
Have faith – it’s easy if you try.
[Just] Stop and smell the roses.
Appreciate that sky.

Relax, don’t worry where you’re going.
Do not rush, it will happen when it’s time.
Keep that faith! Keep your true colors showing.
If you’re feeling poor, [no]
count your blessings.

Miracles are all around you,
don’t bother asking why.
Stop and smell the roses.
Appreciate that sky.

Relax, don’t worry where you’re going.
Do not rush, it will happen when it’s time.
Keep that faith! Keep those true colors showing.
If you’re feeling poor, oh no!
Count your blessings!

Whoa, yeah! Count your blessings.
Oh, yeah. Count your blessings … Count your blessings, oh yeah!
… Count your blessings, yeah!

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Sign From Above

©2004 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Never saw the Dark Side of Oz
and now I’ll never need to.
Max says I’m not missing much,
I think I was just missing you.
Who knew freedom could be ink on paper?
I always thought it was love.
But if it’s true how come I’m so lonely?
I needed I sign from abovejust like this one.

Oh, singin’ and prayin’
ooh, oooooh
‘cause I was strayin’ from what I was born to do.
just like this one
There must’ve been something about the weather
ooh, oooooh
in that Georgia September.

I close my eyes to dream automatic
’cause I don’t want to see the end.
Wrap my soul in the blanket you gave me
and write a song again

just like this one.
Oh, singin’ and prayin’
ooh, oooooh
‘cause I was strayin’ from what I was born to do.
just like this one
There must’ve been something about the weather
ooh, oooooh
in that Georgia September.

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Daphne

©2010 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Well you can’t have change
without some sacrifice,
even for better.
“For better or worse.”

Spoken: “Daphne … Daphne …”
So you’ve been goin’ through your life misunderstood!
“Daphne … Daphne …”
So were the rest of us, we did the best we could.
You know it’s the things you do
not what you say that counts, oh
and I’ve found we can change our lives around.

Well you don’t need money.
Don’t need to make sense.
All you need is a little confidence!

“Daphne … Daphne …”
So you’ve been goin’ through your life misunderstood!
“Daphne … Daphne …”
So were the rest of us, we all did the best we could.
You know it’s the things you do
not what you say that counts, whoa and
I’ve found that we can turn our lives around.
Turn it around!
Turn it around.
Go on girl!

Like an underground stream,
Truth is a guiding motif.
So pack up your humdrum, ordinary life
’cause honey it’s time to leave it all behind.

“Daphne … Daphne …”
So you’ve been goin’ through your life misunderstood!
“Daphne … Daphne …”
So were the rest of us, we all did the best we could.
You know it’s the things you do
not what you say that counts, whoa and
I’ve found that we can turn our lives around.

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Solidus

©2017 NESS Monster Music (BMI)

Solidus.

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Dont Talk

©2011 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

We can have a conversation about anything.
How about love, and the joy it brings?
We can talk about G-d or DNA,
long as I know you can hear what I’m saying.

There are so many problems in the world today.
So don’t tell me you’ve got nothing else to say.
Don’t run away from that microphone.
Tell me something that matters,
don’t talk about the weather.

Rain clouds brewing, can’t stand around.
Give me a sign to the common ground.
I’m trying to find a way to unite.
Time to separate what is wrong from what’s right.

There are so many problems in the world today.
So don’t tell me you’ve got nothing else to say.
Don’t run away from that microphone.
Tell me something that matters,
don’t talk about the weather.

Don’t talk about the weather …
tell me how you feel … we got to keep this real …

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Spinning

©2017 NESS Monster Music (BMI)
I was feeling all alone in the world,
then I saw the most beautiful girl.
Took out my tricorder and started a scan.
She was too perfect for this imperfect man.I explained that I was part of a team.
My red shirt made me more powerful seem.
She said, “take me to your ship right away”
and before I could say …she kissed me
and I was spinning all around
levitating off the ground
I tried to make a sound, and then
she kissed me
when I was dying to belong
and now my heart is filled with song
it feels like nothing can go wrong, today

I told the crew what I saw down below
The captain said, “we must certainly go”
we put our boots in the bright orange clay,
and searched for her until night became day

I could see her but they said “she’s not there”
I started listening and she disappeared
but when I looked upon the stars above
I felt her watching, I felt her love

millions of stars hanging in the sky
their planetary orbits amplified
then one day she rematerialized
she said, “true love I can’t deny” …

and then she kissed me
and I was spinning all around
levitating off the ground
I tried to make a sound,
and then she kissed me
when I was dying to belong, and now my
heart is filled with song, and I wouldn’t want it, any other way.

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Foolin Yourself

©2008 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Back when you were young
it was easy having fun.
But you got to work
to keep your love alive.

Here’s some free advice:
sometimes you gotta play nice.
Hold your baby tight
all through the night.

Or he’ll leave you broke. Broken hearted.
Your love, he departed.
Yes if you think your love’s not on a shelf –
girl, you’re only foolin’ yourself.

Well you can cheat, drink and lie.
Stay gone all night,
and at the end of the day
tell yourself it’s alright.

But you’ll be broke. Broken hearted,
’cause your love will have departed.
And if you think you won’t hurt anybody else
you’re only foolin’ yourself.

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Steal Me

©2007 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Steal me with a photograph.
I’ll fake a smile, and make you laugh your
worries and your troubles all away.

Try your best to preserve the past
but sooner or later, shadows are cast.
Nighttime descends, memories fade.
Rich greens of Spring are a hazy jade.

Steal me, steal me,
capture every moment passing by
to live another day.
Shoot me, shoot me,
capture every moment. Grab your Canon and steal away

Quick burst of light, F-stop of one.
By the time I see you, it’s already begun.
You’ve captured my soul, captured my heart.
Capture this moment and we’ll never be apart.

Steal me, steal me,
capture every moment passing by
to live another day.
Shoot me, shoot me,
capture every moment. Grab your Canon and steal away.

Stop tramping the world around.
You have found what you’re looking for.
Just open your eyes and see.

Steal me, steal me,
capture every moment passing by
to live another day.
Shoot me, shoot me,
capture every moment. Grab your Canon and steal away.

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God Save The King

©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

When I was a boy, we sang “God Save The Queen.”
In 1901, now we know what it means.
My father was strong, with cold eyes wintergreen.
He said, “Legends expire to make way for machines.”

Gone are the days of Victorian witches, and
werewolves and monsters, and
vampires ruling the night.
Now it’s quicksilver switches,
radios and plastic, and
airplanes taking flight.
God save the King …

We cried, “Heaven, help us!” and looked to the sky.
Our voices combined, our prayers amplified.
The beasts and the demons, they did terrify!
At night to our children, we sang “lullaby …”

My daddy said, “Son, it’s a new day for man.
Factories with assembly lines all ‘cross the land.
The ways of this world, you’ll soon understand.
Our gods are the gears, our lives they demand.”

Gone are the days of Victorian witches, and
werewolves and monsters, and
vampires ruling the night.
Now it’s quicksilver switches,
radios and plastic, and
airplanes taking flight.
God save the King …

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Sun Risin

©2000 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Oh there’s a sun risin. It’s gonna be a glorious day.
Oh there’s a sun risin. It’s gonna be a glorious day.
Mr. Evil’s movin out, he won’t be in my way. No more.

Yes, the sky is the limit. I want it all, all for me.
Every single green leaf, on every single tree.
Take the good over the bad now, don’tcha see? don’tcha see?

Oh YES sir I can see now, ’cause there’s a sun risin.
In the misty mornin, with its red, yellow and blue.
And I’m risin with it today. Maybe some day I’ll get to you.

Yes, the sky is the limit. I want it all, all for me.
Every single green leaf, on every single tree.
Yes there’s a sun risin, and this one’s inside of me.

Oh there’s a sun risin, right outside my front door.
Yes, there’s a sun risin, ‘n it’s right outside my door.
Mr. Evil’s movin out. He won’t be in my way no more.

There’s a sun overhead, and there’s one inside of me.
Yes, that sun rises, it rises every day.
I know that sun will always rise. Mr. Evil, go away!

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Hobbies and Games (The Years Have Been Kind)

©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

So many Cons behind me, now.
What have I to show?
Some hobbies and games, and a few lovely dames. Why’d I let them go?
I’ve never been the kind of man to pray for a rewind.
No regrets my friend, ’cause in the end, the years have been kind.

I’ve been inspired by so many heroes, since I was a kid.
Every day they get a bit more gray, I think about things I never did.
As I look into the mirror and pray,
“I’ll check that off my list, someday”
deep down I know Life gets in the way …

So let’s all carpe diem, and appreciate our friends.
Bring out the hobbies and games, and proudly proclaim
our fandom ’til the end!
I don’t have to travel back in time.
Don’t want to press rewind.
No regrets my friend, the years have been kind.

Loving sci-fi wasn’t always cool.
I got my share of teasing in school,
but it gave me character and made me who I am.
And that’s what haters never understand.
It’s not about phasers or a cloaking device,
or aliens and tractor beams – “although, that would be nice!”
It’s about the journey of the crew, about people like me and you.

Now that the show is over, where will you go?
Let’s play some tabletop games, and go out in flames. Get back on the road
Checking out of your hotel room ain’t what you had in mind.
No regrets my friend, the years have been kind.

I’ve never been the kind of man, to pray for a rewind.
Ni-wera Rof yarp ot Nam-fo, Nik-et Neeb reven eve, I.
The years have been kind.
The years have been kind.

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Time Traveler

©2015 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Everybody wants to travel back in time
to fix mistakes and get peace of mind.
I look to the future. What does it hold?
Will I still have your love, when I grow old?

I’m traveling through time
60 minutes an hour.
Yes I’m traveling through time,
and your love is my super power.

We’re all on a highway, a pre-determined path.
If we take a wrong turn, there’s no looking back.
But Time is a river, so let’s go with the flow.
Love will keep us from drowning. This I surely know.

I’m traveling through time
60 minutes an hour.
Yes I’m traveling through time,
and your love is my super power.

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Kentucky Sun

©2005 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

I can’t live in the city anymore; too many women in the night.
I’m headed for the Bluegrass State
where people love the light and I will run. I’m on the run, run, run.
Yeah, I gotta get to the Southland so I can see Kentucky sun.

They call it “the meadow land,” the “land of tomorrow.”
From the Cumberland waterfall, to the sassafras of Owensboro.
I got to go, go, go.
I’ll find peace in the Southland underneath Kentucky sun.

The riverbank near Louisville is “dark and bloody ground.”
Lush hills of goldenrods.
And then there’s the state fair grounds. There’s enough for everyone.
So get to the derby and help yourself to Kentucky sun.

I’m not from the Big Apple with its neon night.
I come from the Bluegrass State – I got to spread my wings and fly.
And I’m on the run, run, run.
So get to the Southland and help yourself to Kentucky sun.

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Tower Pound

©2012 Nick Edelstein (BMI).

The tower pound, a.k.a. King Offa’s pound (Mercia, 757 to 796 AD) was based on the weight
of 120 Arabic silver dirhams. It was last used throughout the Hanseatic League (an alliance of
trading cities and their merchant guilds that dominated the coast of Northern Europe, from the
Baltic to the North Sea, during the 13th–17th centuries).

Each facet of the song reflects this history. For example, Chorus time signatures (7 + 5 + 7)
symbolize the date of Offa’s coronation (757 AD). Introductory sound FX symbolize the
commerce of the Hanseatic League. Each phrase of the Verse melody (played on tenor sax)
echoes syllables from one of these lines:

The tower pound,
A. K. A. King Offa’s pound,
was based on the weight of one hundred twenty
Arabic silver dirhams.

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Legend of King David

Lyrics ©2017 NESS Monster Music (BMI).

David.

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Trek Girl

©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

I met a girl on Thursday night.
Her body was rockin’ and her cosplay was tight.
I fixed my hair and pulled my red shirt down.
I gathered my courage and began to sit down.
It was then that I noticed her Star Wars patch.
You know I’m not very picky but there is one catch;

I need a Trek girl.
I need a Trek girl.
TOS, TNG, doesn’t matter to me
Trek girl!

I headed down to the art gallery,
just to stretch my legs and see what I could see.
Caught a glimpse of a tall drink of water.
She was dressed as an elf and couldn’t be any hotter.
But as I got closer I could tell something was wrong
‘cause the stubble from his beard was a little too long

I need a Trek girl.
I need a Trek girl.
DS9, Voyager, Enterprise – just be a HER!
Trek girl!

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Lego Love

Lyrics ©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Set to the music of “Let It All Out” by Five Star Iris.

My friends know me as an AFOL,
Adult Fan of Lego.
It all started back when I was a kid,
eating Fruit Loops and Eggos.
I built some hard sets, and I tore them apart.
I prefer MOC’s.
Now I’m hunting for a 1×5, to
share this cray-cray life with me.

My Lego love. I know some day I’ll find her.
My Lego love. She might need a reminder.
My Lego love isn’t just a fantasy.

Fast forward now I’m 33,
I’ve got a KFOL in an LTC.
Every day I’m cleaning up Parts Out of Other Parts. – “Poop!”
But it’s OK. I’m alright.
I found my girl, and we rock it every night.
Turns out she used to be a NLSO – “but she converted!”

My Lego love. I’m so happy I found her.
My Lego love. Built my whole world around her.
My Lego love isn’t just a fantasy.

AFOL = adult fan of Lego
MOC = my own creation
KFOL = kid fan of Lego
LTC = Lego train club
1×5= hot girl; unicorn
NLSO = non-Lego significant other

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Trekking Across The Stars

Lyrics ©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Set to the music of “Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door” by Bob Dylan.

Captain gave these pips to me,
and said we’re shipping off to Mars.
Mama, clear those tears and see
I’ll be trekking across the stars!Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …

Warbirds, Keldons, Birds of Prey;
they’re no match for this ship of ours.
Our crew is tested every day,
but we’re not scared of battles cars!

Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …

I haven’t seen my family
since stardate 4 1 1 5 3
I always knew [that] we’d go far,
but it’s lonely trekkin’ across the stars …

Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …

V2: Romulan, Cardassian, Klingon ships
V3: Farpoint stardate, first TNG episode

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New Life

Lyrics ©2011 Nick Edelstein (BMI) and Jessica Horowitz. Music by Nick Edelstein.

This move was a long time coming.
On the other hand, it took no time at all.
It swooped in sideways, and carried you my way.

This day was a long time breaking –
taking – each part as it came.
Never considered, I would grow bitter.

(So) take your heart in your hands
and walk through an invisible wall
into a new life.
Deeper into the world,
determined to do the only thing you can.
Oh, no, it wasn’t part of your plan.
One day you (just) knew what you had to do and began.

I heard you waited all your life for this moment,
so no more second thoughts!
It’s ahead if you see it, it’s time to believe it.
Hope carries your spark, follow her current
She knows what we’ve lost.
Always believe it, then we can be it.

Take your heart in your hands
and walk through an invisible wall
into a new life.
Deeper into the world,
determined to do the only thing you can.
Oh, no, it wasn’t part of your plan.
One day you (just) knew what you had to do and began.

So be wild like Julia Butterfly, climbing so high just to
keep those loggers from cutting her down.
Your wild new life, is growing all around.

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Trip Up The Mountain

©1997 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

When you’ve taken that first step there’s no turning back.
‘nd there will be a long road ahead of you so make sure you pack.
Now you’ll never make it to the top until you take the risk.
Until you take that first step and believe within yourself.

When the fire inside you goes away you’ll know loneliness
and what it feels like to be turned away; to be second best.
So you’ve got to reach into your soul and let the fire grow again.
Risk the only thing you’ve got left to hold on to
and let the cuts mend.

‘Cause it’s the trip up the mountain that counts in the end.
That’s where you’ll find the good times,
that’s where you’ll find true friends.
Baby it’s the trip up the mountain takes all that you’ve got.
If you want to make it to the top and claim your rightful spot,

you’ve got to give it your all and climb the highest you can.
And when the others fall, lend a helping hand.
‘Cause even though the top of the mountain,
is what you’re aimin for; I tell ya it’s the trip up the mountain,
that counts for so much more…..

And it’s the trip up the mountain that counts in the end.
That’s where you’ll find the good times,
that’s where you’ll find true friends.
Don’t you know the trip up the mountain takes all that you’ve got.
If you want to make it to the top and claim your rightful spot,
Don’t you know the trip up the mountain counts in the end.
That’s where you’ll find the good times,
that’s where you’ll find true friends.
Don’t you know the trip up the mountain takes all that you’ve got.
If you want to make it to the top and claim your rightful spot.

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Not In Nashville Anymore

Lyrics ©2017 NESS Monster Music (BMI).

Working out a bridge for a new song
in my 2nd-story walk-up.
Need an idea, might visit my neighbor John
lord knows he can talk up a
storm when he gets going
without even knowing, but

That’s real, and I love him for it.
It’s real life and I won’t ignore it.
Reality is what I’m looking for,
even though we’re not in Nashville anymore.

Sometimes that train keeps her awake
all night long
thinking about what she did right
and what he did wrong
but he can’t change it
and it may sound strange, but

That’s real, and she loves him for it.
It’s real life and she won’t ignore it.
Reality is what she’s looking for,
but she can’t live in Nashville anymore.

I wish that I could take you back
to Friday nights.
Marching band in sweater weather
and stadium lights
but it wouldn’t last,
and I can’t live in the past, ’cause

I’m done with fairy tales and lullabies.
My son can tell the truth
when he looks into my eyes.
Reality is what I’m looking for,
and it’s harder every day
ever since we moved away
are we gonna be OK
even though we’re not in Nashville anymore?

Working out a bridge for a new song …

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Tripping

©1997 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Groovy pop culture, overflowing ecstatic love.
Peace – tells it like it is.
Rock and roll and hippie beads,
boss to the jive of the underground – never found.
Time, radio, and TV. How can they relate to me?
Swirly colors not they see. I am he but we are not together.

Oh, when you’re tripping, you gotta let go.
When you’re tripping, they move real slow.
When you’re tripping, oh, oh, oh,
When you’re tripping, aww, you gotta let go.

Symbiotic souls as one, laying under the same sun.
Same land and air and water space.
No one sees through my face.
Cameras and politics, still they never get my kicks.

Yeah, ’cause when you’re tripping, you gotta let go.
When you’re tripping, they move real slow.
When you’re tripping, oh, oh, oh,
When you’re tripping, aww, you gotta let go.

Family and kids have I. Can’t wait ‘till they learn to fly.
Oh, but will they feel the same pain as I … did?
When will humans learn to grow?
To understand what they don’t know?
To live for fun and not for show?

Yeah, ’cause when you’re tripping, they move real slow.
When you’re tripping, you gotta let go.
When you’re tripping, uh, uh, uh,
When you’re tripping, yeah you gotta let go.

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P.C. Religion

©2001 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

I was down in Atlanta on a Sunday eve tryin’ to
pick up some liquor but I could not perceive why the
sign in the window said no liquor sold, and I
realized on Sundays no al-co-hol was sold and I said

P.C. religion comin’ down from capitol hill …
’cause if they ain’t made no law about it, you can bet they will.

I was still in school and in the marching band. I used to
march my trombone across this holy land. One year the
4th of July parade was held on the 5th because you know
the Fourth was a Sunday. That ain’t no lie. You know that

P.C. religion comin’ down from capitol hill …
’cause if they ain’t made no law about it, you can bet they will.

Well I was up in the mountains talkin’ to some people ya know we
get along real well ’cause they like my people and my
Southern fried religion, comin’ down from hea-ven. You know that
Southern fried religion keeps me going twenty-four seven.

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Twinkle, Twinkle

©2013 Nick Edelstein (BMI).

Twinkle, twinkle little star
I’ll grow old and you’ll go far.
Far away from where I lie,
don’t stop reaching for the sky.

Don’t be scared.
Rest your head.
Close your eyes,
it’s time for bed.

Needles and pins, needles and pins.
Sew me a sail to catch the wind.
Sew me a sail, strong as the gale.
Sonny, bring out your hammer and nail.
Hammer and nail, hammer and nail.
Build me a boat to chase my whale.
Chasing the whale, sailing the blue.
Chasing the stars that’ll lead me to you.

Don’t be scared.
Rest your head.
I’ll protect you,
go to bed.

~ instrumental break ~

Chasing the whale, sailing the blue.
Chasing the stars that’ll lead me to you.
Don’t be scared.
Rest your head.
I’ll protect you,
go to bed.

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Queen Of The Nile

©2007 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

The dogwood wore a frown.
She almost became construction town.
I took control to save her soul
and I’m laying the ladder down.

I’ll take care of this land.
We’ll live in harmony.
I’ll give you my heart, and a helping hand;
heaven for you and me.

And you could be my queen of the Nile
if you’d just stay for a while.
Live in a river of Blues, with a love that’s true …

The oceans are warming, the weather’s getting stronger
and Earth can’t stand the pain any longer.
We may not have money, but we have soul
and together we can make this world whole.

And you could be my queen of the Nile
if you’d just stay for a while.
Live in a river of Blues with a love that’s true.

Until the Shia and the Sunni know the peace of Bahrain …
until war-torn Mogadishu shows the hope of Somaliland …
until there’s no more war in Darfur we must work to end the pain!

We can stop the poles from melting. We can learn to reuse.
We can stop drilling oil and emit less CO2.
Stop killing your cousins – the bell tolls for you!

You could be my queen of the Nile, if you’d just stay for a while.
We’ll live in a river of Blues, but with a love that’s true.
Yes you could be the queen of the Nile, if you’d just stay for a while.
We’ll live in a river of Blues, but with a love that’s true.

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What You Deserve

©2004 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

[I] run across the floor
as you scramble through the door.
I’ll never hear your pitter-patter ever again.
What is it you know?
I can’t understand a word.
Did you know all that silly, jibber-jabber sounds absurd?

So run the world down.
Pick me up and hold me.
Your big brown eyes see right through my disguise.
I can’t see anymore.
So go paint the town.
Piss on every corner.
Oh, but don’t have a fit. No, no.
You got what you deserve.

That curly brown hair.
I can’t help but stare.
But how much longer did you think
I could chase that bouncing ball?
Oh what will I do?
Where will you go?
When the time has come, for you da pass on by,
don’t let me know . . .

I’ll take the world down.
Take it by storm.
Lookin’ for you, or something new,
I’m not really sure.
Can’t get you outta my head.
Just think of all the wasted time.
Thank God my brown eyes saw right through your disguise;
you got what you deserve.
You got what you deserve.
You got what you deserve.
You got what you deserve.

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Ripple

©2004 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

So you squeeze a little harder,
as hard as you can.
And pray it’s enough to get through the day.

Body is aching
but you dare not let go.
When you love a dream, do whatever it takes.

Go make your ripple
in the waters of time.
Find your sweat tastes bittersweet.

Those scars will vanish
in the smiles of children,
and you’ll feel the ripples collide.

Stop fishing for a lover
and chisel your niche.
And you’ll find the fish are finding you.

Say something peculiar
or speak nothing at all;
that’s always been my finesse.

And when life brings you to words
for which books have no meaning,
search your heart –
‘cause that’s where our ripples collide.
Oh, that’s where our ripples collide.

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When Lilies Fade

©2005 Nick Edelstein (BMI)
Take a deep breath, child within.
Collect. Ah, recollect. Now,
how do you feel?
Invisible chairs,
watching the world drive by.
Don’t you wish those dark
Autumn leaves could fly youhigher and higher? I can make it just a
little further, where the world seems smaller.
Farther up that tree where all the
lilies suddenly seem … faded.Serenity is not a birthright.
You must love the Earth to feel it move.
Talk up a storm if it makes you feel better.
Evaporate your mind if it gets you

higher and higher. Life will stop you to
take that breath. Let the child inside scream
“father, I have made it to the top and I can see . . . forever.”

When lilies fade, memories flood
and time stretches still.
Lovers lost beneath an Autumn breeze, imagine.
You played the cards at hand,
‘cause the odds were in your favor.
But looking back you never won.
Stop chasing the sun!

Well, there’s nothing wrong with a dreamer
but you can’t spend all your time asleep.

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500 Mountains  Lego Love Steal Me
A.J.E. New Life Sun Risin’
At The Con P.C. Religion Time Traveler
Collusion Collision Queen Of The Nile Tower Pound
Count Your Blessings Ripple Trek Girl
Daphne Road To Nowhere Trekking Across The Stars
Don’t Talk Rolling For Crits Trip Up The Mountain
Foolin’ Yourself Sarasong Tripping
God Save The King Say You Will Twinkle, Twinkle
Hobbies and Games Science, Science, Science What You Deserve
Kentucky Sun Sign From Above When Lilies Fade


AT THE CON
Lyrics ©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Set to the music of “Bold As Love” by Jimi Hendrix.

Oden looks down from the Atrium,
on Loki and Wonder Woman posing.
Queen Elinor, Fergus, and princess Merida,
bravely ride three sets of escalators down.
The plethora of Pokémon, are ever so happy but totally unaware
Of gorgeous Leia with five Mandalorian hunters
Photos are cool but it’s not nice to stare.

See them all, at the con
Yes they are all at the Con.
Just ask Batman.

That red Adidas storm trooper, with flashy gold chains,
boom box and entourage.
He stands out among two hundred Deadpool
while Silver Surfer sails surrounding.
That Baggins fellow is not so mellow.
In fact I’m trying to say, he’s frightened like me.
But hulk and iron man will get him to the lobby
to celebrate life, with a fairy like you.

See them all, at the con
Yes they’re all, at the Con.
Just ask Gandolf.

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SCIENCE, SCIENCE, SCIENCE
Lyrics ©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Set to the music of “Iron, Lion, Zion” by Bob Marley.

Working on my robot.
Making lots of gears.
Cutting with a water saw
to save a couple years.

‘Cause I know science, real science, yeah science.
I like science, real science, yeah science.
Science, science, science.
Science, science, science.

Building a table
with some triangle supports.
Using a CNC.
If it blows up, press abort.

Get science. Real science. Yeah, science!
Oh now, science – real science! Yeah, science.
Science, science, science.
Science, science, science.

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GOD SAVE THE KING
©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

When I was a boy, we sang “God Save The Queen.”
In 1901, now we know what it means.
My father was strong, with cold eyes wintergreen.
He said, “Legends expire to make way for machines.”

Gone are the days of Victorian witches, and
werewolves and monsters, and
vampires ruling the night.
Now it’s quicksilver switches,
radios and plastic, and
airplanes taking flight.
God save the King …

We cried, “Heaven, help us!” and looked to the sky.
Our voices combined, our prayers amplified.
The beasts and the demons, they did terrify!
At night to our children, we sang “lullaby …”

My daddy said, “Son, it’s a new day for man.
Factories with assembly lines all ‘cross the land.
The ways of this world, you’ll soon understand.
Our gods are the gears, our lives they demand.”

Gone are the days of Victorian witches, and
werewolves and monsters, and
vampires ruling the night.
Now it’s quicksilver switches,
radios and plastic, and
airplanes taking flight.
God save the King …

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TREK GIRL
©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

I met a girl on Thursday night.
Her body was rockin’ and her cosplay was tight.
I fixed my hair and pulled my red shirt down.
I gathered my courage and began to sit down.
It was then that I noticed her Star Wars patch.
You know I’m not very picky but there is one catch;

I need a Trek girl.
I need a Trek girl.
TOS, TNG, doesn’t matter to me
Trek girl!

I headed down to the art gallery,
just to stretch my legs and see what I could see.
Caught a glimpse of a tall drink of water.
She was dressed as an elf and couldn’t be any hotter.
But as I got closer I could tell something was wrong
‘cause the stubble from his beard was a little too long

I need a Trek girl.
I need a Trek girl.
DS9, Voyager, Enterprise – just be a HER!
Trek girl!

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HOBBIES AND GAMES (THE YEARS HAVE BEEN
KIND)

©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

So many Cons behind me, now.
What have I to show?
Some hobbies and games, and a few lovely dames. Why’d I let them go?
I’ve never been the kind of man to pray for a rewind.
No regrets my friend, ’cause in the end, the years have been kind.

I’ve been inspired by so many heroes, since I was a kid.
Every day they get a bit more gray, I think about things I never did.
As I look into the mirror and pray,
“I’ll check that off my list, someday”
deep down I know Life gets in the way …

So let’s all carpe diem, and appreciate our friends.
Bring out the hobbies and games, and proudly proclaim
our fandom ’til the end!
I don’t have to travel back in time.
Don’t want to press rewind.
No regrets my friend, the years have been kind.

Loving sci-fi wasn’t always cool.
I got my share of teasing in school,
but it gave me character and made me who I am.
And that’s what haters never understand.
It’s not about phasers or a cloaking device,
or aliens and tractor beams – “although, that would be nice!”
It’s about the journey of the crew, about people like me and you.

Now that the show is over, where will you go?
Let’s play some tabletop games, and go out in flames. Get back on the road
Checking out of your hotel room ain’t what you had in mind.
No regrets my friend, the years have been kind.

I’ve never been the kind of man, to pray for a rewind.
Ni-wera Rof yarp ot Nam-fo, Nik-et Neeb reven eve, I.
The years have been kind.
The years have been kind.

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LEGO LOVE
Lyrics
©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Set to the music of “Let It All Out” by Five Star Iris.

My friends know me as an AFOL,
Adult Fan of Lego.
It all started back when I was a kid,
eating Fruit Loops and Eggos.
I built some hard sets, and I tore them apart.
I prefer MOC’s.
Now I’m hunting for a 1×5, to
share this cray-cray life with me.

My Lego love. I know some day I’ll find her.
My Lego love. She might need a reminder.
My Lego love isn’t just a fantasy.

Fast forward now I’m 33,
I’ve got a KFOL in an LTC.
Every day I’m cleaning up Parts Out of Other Parts. – “Poop!”
But it’s OK. I’m alright.
I found my girl, and we rock it every night.
Turns out she used to be a NLSO – “but she converted!”

My Lego love. I’m so happy I found her.
My Lego love. Built my whole world around her.
My Lego love isn’t just a fantasy.

AFOL = adult fan of Lego
MOC = my own creation
KFOL = kid fan of Lego
LTC = Lego train club
1×5= hot girl; unicorn
NLSO = non-Lego significant other

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TREKKING ACROSS THE STARS
Lyrics ©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Set to the music of “Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door” by
Bob Dylan.

Captain gave these pips to me,
and said we’re shipping off to Mars.
Mama, clear those tears and see
I’ll be trekking across the stars!

Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …

Warbirds, Keldons, Birds of Prey;
they’re no match for this ship of ours.
Our crew is tested every day,
but we’re not scared of battles cars!

Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …

I haven’t seen my family
since stardate 4 1 1 5 3
I always knew [that] we’d go far,
but it’s lonely trekkin’ across the stars …

Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …
Trek, trek, trekkin’ across the stars …

V2: Romulan, Cardassian, Klingon ships
V3: Farpoint stardate, first TNG episode

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TIME TRAVELER
©2015 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Everybody wants to travel back in time
to fix mistakes and get peace of mind.
I look to the future. What does it hold?
Will I still have your love, when I grow old?

I’m traveling through time
60 minutes an hour.
Yes I’m traveling through time,
and your love is my super power.

We’re all on a highway, a pre-determined path.
If we take a wrong turn, there’s no looking back.
But Time is a river, so let’s go with the flow.
Love will keep us from drowning. This I surely know.

I’m traveling through time
60 minutes an hour.
Yes I’m traveling through time,
and your love is my super power.

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ROLLING FOR CRITS
Lyrics ©2016 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Set to the music of “Summer of ’69” by Bryan
Adams.

I got my type 2 phaser,
got my fresh-pressed red shirt on.
Fresh batteries in my communicator.
Checkin’ out a sexy Romulan!

Come and put your costume on.
We’ll cruise around the lobby together.
Partying at Dragon Con,
tonight is gonna last forever!
Yeah, these are the best days of our lives.

Got my favorite D 20’s
gonna roll a lot of crits tonight.
I got my Star Fluxx deck.
Better keep those Creepers in sight.

Gaming ’til the break of dawn,
my friends and I were really clever.
D and D, Carcassonne.
Those memories will last forever.
Yeah, these are the best days of our lives.
I’m rolling for crits tonight. Oh yeah.

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TWINKLE, TWINKLE
©2013 Nick Edelstein (BMI).

Twinkle, twinkle little star
I’ll grow old and you’ll go far.
Far away from where I lie,
don’t stop reaching for the sky.

Don’t be scared.
Rest your head.
Close your eyes,
it’s time for bed.

Needles and pins, needles and pins.
Sew me a sail to catch the wind.
Sew me a sail, strong as the gale.
Sonny, bring out your hammer and nail.
Hammer and nail, hammer and nail.
Build me a boat to chase my whale.
Chasing the whale, sailing the blue.
Chasing the stars that’ll lead me to you.

Don’t be scared.
Rest your head.
I’ll protect you,
go to bed.

~ instrumental break ~

Chasing the whale, sailing the blue.
Chasing the stars that’ll lead me to you.
Don’t be scared.
Rest your head.
I’ll protect you,
go to bed.

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WHAT YOU DESERVE
©2004 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

[I] run across the floor
as you scramble through the door.
I’ll never hear your pitter-patter ever again.
What is it you know?
I can’t understand a word.
Did you know all that silly, jibber-jabber sounds absurd?

So run the world down.
Pick me up and hold me.
Your big brown eyes see right through my disguise.
I can’t see anymore.
So go paint the town.
Piss on every corner.
Oh, but don’t have a fit. No, no.
You got what you deserve.

That curly brown hair.
I can’t help but stare.
But how much longer did you think
I could chase that bouncing ball?
Oh what will I do?
Where will you go?
When the time has come, for you da pass on by,
don’t let me know . . .

I’ll take the world down.
Take it by storm.
Lookin’ for you, or something new,
I’m not really sure.
Can’t get you outta my head.
Just think of all the wasted time.
Thank God my brown eyes saw right through your disguise;
you got what you deserve.
You got what you deserve.
You got what you deserve.
You got what you deserve.

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KENTUCKY SUN
©2005 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

I can’t live in the city anymore; too many women in the night.
I’m headed for the Bluegrass State
where people love the light and I will run. I’m on the run, run, run.
Yeah, I gotta get to the Southland so I can see Kentucky sun.

They call it “the meadow land,” the “land of tomorrow.”
From the Cumberland waterfall, to the sassafras of Owensboro.
I got to go, go, go.
I’ll find peace in the Southland underneath Kentucky sun.

The riverbank near Louisville is “dark and bloody ground.”
Lush hills of goldenrods.
And then there’s the state fair grounds. There’s enough for everyone.
So get to the derby and help yourself to Kentucky sun.

I’m not from the Big Apple with its neon night.
I come from the Bluegrass State – I got to spread my wings and fly.
And I’m on the run, run, run.
So get to the Southland and help yourself to Kentucky sun.

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TRIPPING
©1997 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Groovy pop culture, overflowing ecstatic love.
Peace – tells it like it is.
Rock and roll and hippie beads,
boss to the jiveof the underground– never found.
Time, radio, and TV. How can they relate to me?
Swirly colors not they see. I am he but we are not together.

Oh, when you’re tripping, you gotta let go.
When you’re tripping, they move real slow.
When you’re tripping, oh, oh, oh,
When you’re tripping, aww, you gotta let go.

Symbiotic souls as one, laying under the same sun.
Same land and air and water space.
No one sees through my face.
Cameras and politics, still they never get my kicks.

Yeah, ’cause when you’re tripping, you gotta let go.
When you’re tripping, they move real slow.
When you’re tripping, oh, oh, oh,
When you’re tripping, aww, you gotta let go.

Family and kids have I. Can’t wait ‘till they learn to fly.
Oh, but will they feel the same pain as I…did?
When will humans learn to grow?
To understand what they don’t know?
To live for fun and not for show?

Yeah, ’cause when you’re tripping, they move real slow.
When you’re tripping, you gotta let go.
When you’re tripping, uh, uh, uh,
When you’re tripping, yeah you gotta let go.

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WHEN LILIES FADE
©2005 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Take a deep breath, child within.
Collect. Ah, recollect. Now, how do you feel?
Invisible chairs, watching the world drive by.
Don’t you wish those dark Autumn leaves could fly you

higher and higher? I can make it just a
little further, where the world seems smaller.
Farther up that tree where all the lilies suddenly seem . . . faded.

Serenity is not a birthright.
You must love the Earth to feel it move.
Talk up a storm if it makes you feel better.
Evaporate your mind if it gets you

higher and higher. Life will stop you to
take that breath. Let the child inside scream
“father, I have made it to the top and I can see . . . forever.”

When lilies fade, memories flood
and time stretches still.
Lovers lost beneath an Autumn breeze, imagine.

You played the cards at hand, ‘cause the odds were in your favor.
But looking back you never won. Stop chasing the sun!

Well, there’s nothing wrong with a dreamer
but you can’t spend all your time asleep.

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ROAD TO NOWHERE
©1997 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Driving down a paved road,
wave to the people passing.
Taking in the sights,
[there’s] so much to see.
Buildings everywhere
stretching the horizon.
At night they glow
it’s hard to breathe. So hard to breathe.

So I’m taking that road to nowhere, but this can’t be all I want to be.
One in a million odds we’ll meet again.
Just remember me.

Driving down a dirt road,
wave to the kinfolk.
Taking in the sights,
[there’s] not much to see.
When the sun shines
I will recognize
the sweetness that I used to feel
in your lying eyes.

And I’m on this road in the middle of nowhere, but this can’t be all I want to be.
One in a million, shining stars in the sky.
Could you be happy just getting by?

Hear the thunder, feel the rain drops falling on my head.
Coming down in buckets and filling me with lead.

And I take that road to nowhere when I’m alone at night and it’s hard to breathe.
One million, shining stars in the sky.
Could you be happy just getting by?
I’m happy right where I am, trying to get by. I’m getting by.

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RIPPLE
©2004 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

So you squeeze a little harder,
as hard as you can.
And pray it’s enough to get through the day.

Body is aching
but you dare not let go.
When you love a dream, do whatever it takes.

Go make your ripple
in the waters of time.
Find your sweat tastes bittersweet.

Those scars will vanish
in the smiles of children,
and you’ll feel the ripples collide.

Stop fishing for a lover
and chisel your niche.
And you’ll find the fish are finding you.

Say something peculiar
or speak nothing at all;
that’s always been my finesse.

And when life brings you to words
for which books have no meaning,
search your heart –
‘cause that’s where our ripples collide.
Oh, that’s where our ripples collide.

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A.J.E.
©1997 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

City lights in the distance
across the bay.
Out my window in the Bayview
I saw the day.

Freshwater marsh, saltwater air.
Run my fingers through your hair.
See your small hand, tiny fingers.
Then a smile, through your fingers.

Rest your head upon my arm.
The storm will pass there’s no alarm.
Lightning flashes. Hear no thunder.
I’ll protect you. Feel the rain fall.

And you sit there, at the table
eating your grilled cheese.
You’re the cutest little girl.
You’re the cutest, little girl.

Fly your kite out, on the beach.
In the soft sand, you’re the cutest.
Build your castle, live your kingdom.
Audrey. Little Audrey. A.J.E.
And I love you.

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SIGN FROM ABOVE
©2004 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Never saw the Dark Side of Oz
and now I’ll never need to.
Max says I’m not missing much,
I think I was just missing you.
Who knew freedom could be ink on paper?
I always thought it was love.
But if it’s true how come I’m so lonely?
I needed I sign from above

just like this one.

Oh, singin’ and prayin’
ooh, oooooh
‘cause I was strayin’ from what I was born to do.
just like this one
There must’ve been something about the weather
ooh, oooooh
in that Georgia September.

I close my eyes to dream automatic
’cause I don’t want to see the end.
Wrap my soul in the blanket you gave me
and write a song again

just like this one.
Oh, singin’ and prayin’
ooh, oooooh
‘cause I was strayin’ from what I was born to do.
just like this one
There must’ve been something about the weather
ooh, oooooh
in that Georgia September.

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TRIP UP THE MOUNTAIN
©1997 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

When you’ve taken that first step there’s no turning back.
‘nd there will be a long road ahead of you so make sure you pack.
Now you’ll never make it to the top until you take the risk.
Until you take that first step and believe within yourself.

When the fire inside you goes away you’ll know loneliness
and what it feels like to be turned away; to be second best.
So you’ve got to reach into your soul and let the fire grow again.
Risk the only thing you’ve got left to hold on to
and let the cuts mend.

‘Cause it’s the trip up the mountain that counts in the end.
That’s where you’ll find the good times,
that’s where you’ll find true friends.
Baby it’s the trip up the mountain takes all that you’ve got.
If you want to make it to the top and claim your rightful spot,

you’ve got to give it your all and climb the highest you can.
Andwhen the others fall, lend a helping hand.
‘Cause even though the top of the mountain,
is what you’re aimin for; I tell ya it’s the trip up the mountain,
that counts for so much more…..

And it’s the trip up the mountain that counts in the end.
That’s where you’ll find the good times,
that’s where you’ll find true friends.
Don’t you know the trip up the mountain takes all that you’ve got.
If you want to make it to the top and claim your rightful spot,
Don’t you know the trip up the mountain counts in the end.
That’s where you’ll find the good times,
that’s where you’ll find true friends.
Don’t you know the trip up the mountain takes all that you’ve got.
If you want to make it to the top and claim your rightful spot.

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SARASONG
©2005 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

[I] Watch her watch the watch to watch the morning sun
come in, come in, come in, come in
to me from the cold garden.
“I love,” I scream. “It’s true!”

When seasons change it can be easy to
turn your cheek and harden your heart.
But you open your hand and satisfy everything on Earth.
פּוֹתֵחַ אֶת־יָדֶחַ וּמַשְׂבִּיעַ לְכָל־חַי רָצוֹן

Living in that minimalistic, cliché paradise
a bohemian saw the light.
Another paradox deconstructed.

Andyou fill the air with your Sarasong.

“Follow your dreams with a backup plan”
Everybody’s on a different path.

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FOOLIN’ YOURSELF
©2008 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Back when you were young
it was easy having fun.
But you got to work
to keep your love alive.

Here’s some free advice:
sometimes you gotta play nice.
Hold your baby tight
all through the night.

Or he’ll leave you broke. Broken hearted.
Your love, he departed.
Yes if you think your love’s not on a shelf –
girl, you’re only foolin’ yourself.

Well you can cheat, drink and lie.
Stay gone all night,
and at the end of the day
tell yourself it’s alright.

But you’ll be broke. Broken hearted,
’cause your love will have departed.
And if you think you won’t hurt anybody else
you’re only foolin’ yourself.

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P.C. RELIGION
©2001 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

I was down in Atlanta on a Sunday eve tryin’ to
pick up some liquor but I could not perceive why the
sign in the window said no liquor sold, and I
realized on Sundays no al-co-hol was sold and I said

P.C. religion comin’ down from capitol hill …
’cause if they ain’t made no law about it, you can bet they will.

I was still in school and in the marching band. I used to
march my trombone across this holy land. One year the
4th of July parade was held on the 5th because you know
the Fourth was a Sunday. That ain’t no lie. You know that

P.C. religion comin’ down from capitol hill …
’cause if they ain’t made no law about it, you can bet they will.

Well I was up in the mountains talkin’ to some people ya know we
get along real well ’cause they like my people and my
Southern fried religion, comin’ down from hea-ven. You know that
Southern fried religion keeps me going twenty-four seven!

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QUEEN OF THE NILE
©2007 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

The dogwood wore a frown.
She almost became construction town.
I took control to save her soul
and I’m laying the ladder down.

I’ll take care of this land.
We’ll live in harmony.
I’ll give you my heart, and a helping hand;
heaven for you and me.

And you could be my queen of the Nile
if you’d just stay for a while.
Live in a river of Blues, with a love that’s true …

The oceans are warming, the weather’s getting stronger
and Earth can’t stand the pain any longer.
We may not have money, but we have soul
and together we can make this world whole.

And you could be my queen of the Nile
if you’d just stay for a while.
Live in a river of Blues with a love that’s true.

Until the Shia and the Sunni know the peace of Bahrain …
until war-torn Mogadishu shows the hope of Somaliland …
until there’s no more war in Darfur we must work to end the pain!

We can stop the poles from melting. We can learn to reuse.
We can stop drilling oil and emit less CO2.
Stop killing your cousins – the bell tolls for you!

You could be my queen of the Nile, if you’d just stay for a while.
We’ll live in a river of Blues, but with a love that’s true.
Yes you could be the queen of the Nile, if you’d just stay for a while.
We’ll live in a river of Blues, but with a love that’s true.

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SAY YOU WILL
©1999 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

I’m sitting all alone
waiting by the phone.
You told me you’d call,
but I haven’t heard a tone.

My heart is turning black and blue
from all these nights of missing you.
Say you will.
Say you will.

Say you will.
Say you’ll be mine.
When I ask, be my valentine.
Tell me you love me, and all your words are true.
Say you will. Love me through and through.

I trust you too much
and I love you even more.
I see your signals
but my eyes are focused on the door.
So come home babe.
Don’t play with me.
I promise to love you tenderly.

Say you will.
Say you’ll be mine.
When I ask, be my valentine.
Tell me you want me. Make this dream come true.
Say you will, and all my troubles will be through.

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SUN RISIN’
©2000 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Oh there’s a sun risin. It’s gonna be a glorious day.
Oh there’s a sun risin. It’s gonna be a glorious day.
Mr. Evil’s movin out, he won’t be in my way. No more.

Yes, the sky is the limit. I want it all, all for me.
Every single green leaf, on every single tree.
Take the good over the bad now, don’tcha see? don’tcha see?

Oh YES sir I can see now, ’cause there’s a sun risin.
In the misty mornin, with its red, yellow and blue.
And I’m risin with it today. Maybe some day I’ll get to you.

Yes, the sky is the limit. I want it all, all for me.
Every single green leaf, on every single tree.
Yes there’s a sun risin, and this one’s inside of me.

Oh there’s a sun risin, right outside my front door.
Yes, there’s a sun risin, ‘n it’s right outside my door.
Mr. Evil’s movin out. He won’t be in my way no more.

There’s a sun overhead, and there’s one inside of me.
Yes, that sun rises, it rises every day.
I know that sun will always rise. Mr. Evil, go away!

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STEAL ME
©2007 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Steal me with a photograph.
I’ll fake a smile, and make you laugh your
worries and your troubles all away.

Try your best to preserve the past
but sooner or later, shadows are cast.
Nighttime descends, memories fade.
Rich greens of Spring are a hazy jade.

Steal me, steal me,
capture every moment passing by
to live another day.
Shoot me, shoot me,
capture every moment. Grab your Canon and steal away

Quick burst of light, F-stop of one.
By the time I see you, it’s already begun.
You’ve captured my soul, captured my heart.
Capture this moment and we’ll never be apart.

Steal me, steal me,
capture every moment passing by
to live another day.
Shoot me, shoot me,
capture every moment. Grab your Canon and steal away.

Stop tramping the world around.
You have found what you’re looking for.
Just open your eyes and see.

Steal me, steal me,
capture every moment passing by
to live another day.
Shoot me, shoot me,
capture every moment. Grab your Canon and steal away.

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COLLUSION COLLISION
©2007 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Let me tell you a story
of a couple, newly wed.
They were living in the day-to-day.
One night after fighting,
a vision popped into their heads
of a better life in Kal-i-for-ni-a.

It was collusion collision.
A California vision.
But they couldn’t settle on arrival time.
Oh no, collusion collision:
a case of no decision.
It’s what happens when you can’t make up your mind.

If you want a life that’s better,
you can move to better weather.
But no matter where you run
You’re still the same inside.
And you can’t hide from your
Collusion collision.
A case of no decision.
It’s what happens when you can’t make up your mind.

Fighting with absolutes is
always a waste of time and gets you
nothing – except to bring you
back to your collusion collision … …

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DAPHNE
©2010 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

Well you can’t have change
without some sacrifice,
even for better.
“For better or worse.”

Spoken: “Daphne … Daphne …”
So you’ve been goin’ through your life misunderstood!
“Daphne … Daphne …”
So were the rest of us, we did the best we could.
You know it’s the things you do
not what you say that counts, oh
and I’ve found we can change our lives around.

Well you don’t need money.
Don’t need to make sense.
All you need is a little confidence!

“Daphne … Daphne …”
So you’ve been goin’ through your life misunderstood!
“Daphne … Daphne …”
So were the rest of us, we all did the best we could.
You know it’s the things you do
not what you say that counts, whoa and
I’ve found that we can turn our lives around.
Turn it around!
Turn it around.
Go on girl!

Like an underground stream,
Truth is a guiding motif.
So pack up your humdrum, ordinary life
’cause honey it’s time to leave it all behind.

“Daphne … Daphne …”
So you’ve been goin’ through your life misunderstood!
“Daphne … Daphne …”
So were the rest of us, we all did the best we could.
You know it’s the things you do
not what you say that counts, whoa and
I’ve found that we can turn our lives around.

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500 MOUNTAINS
©2010 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

I like to drink my bourbon neat.
I found my best friends on Main Street.
And one of the prettiest things I’ve ever seen
was tall mountains covered in green.

500 mountains up in West Virginia.
They used to be there, until
the coal burners tore ’em down.
They tore ’em down …

The Temperate Forest in West Virginia
is called “Overburden” –
they gonna tear it down.
Hey there, Old Appalachia!
They’re comin’ to getcha.

Oh for a pile of coal,
they’ll sell their soul.
Oh for just one burn,
a one-time burn.

500 mountains up in West Virginia.
They used to be there until
the coal burners tore ’em down.
500 mountains up in West Virginia.
They used to be there until
the coal burners tore them down.
They tore ’em down …
Oh … oh …

I knew an old man once
who needed a hand.
So I gave him a day
fixing up his house right,
and then we talked all night.
He lived on a mountain until
Massey tore it down …

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DON’T TALK
©2011 Nick Edelstein (BMI)

We can have a conversation about anything.
How about love, and the joy it brings?
We can talk about G-d or DNA,
long as I know you can hear what I’m saying.

There are so many problems in the world today.
So don’t tell me you’ve got nothing else to say.
Don’t run away from that microphone.
Tell me something that matters,
don’t talk about the weather.

Rain clouds brewing, can’t stand around.
Give me a sign to the common ground.
I’m trying to find a way to unite.
Time to separate what is wrong from what’s right.

There are so many problems in the world today.
So don’t tell me you’ve got nothing else to say.
Don’t run away from that microphone.
Tell me something that matters,
don’t talk about the weather.

Don’t talk about the weather …
tell me how you feel … we got to keep this real …

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NEW LIFE
Lyrics ©2011 Nick Edelstein (BMI) and Jessica Horowitz. Music by Nick Edelstein.

This move was a long time coming.
On the other hand, it took no time at all.
It swooped in sideways, and carried you my way.

This day was a long time breaking –
taking – each part as it came.
Never considered, I would grow bitter.

(So) take your heart in your hands
and walk through an invisible wall
into a new life.
Deeper into the world,
determined to do the only thing you can.
Oh, no, it wasn’t part of your plan.
One day you (just) knew what you had to do and began.

I heard you waited all your life for this moment,
so no more second thoughts!
It’s ahead if you see it, it’s time to believe it.
Hope carries your spark, follow her current
She knows what we’ve lost.
Always believe it, then we can be it.

Take your heart in your hands
and walk through an invisible wall
into a new life.
Deeper into the world,
determined to do the only thing you can.
Oh, no, it wasn’t part of your plan.
One day you (just) knew what you had to do and began.

So be wild like Julia Butterfly, climbing so high just to
keep those loggers from cutting her down.
Your wild new life, is growing all around.

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COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS
Lyrics ©2012 Nick Edelstein (BMI). Music by A.Hevenstone, W.Smith, S.Ritshie,
N.Edelstein.

We all can live without possessing.
Have faith – it’s easy if you try.
[Just] Stop and smell the roses.
Appreciate that sky.

Relax, don’t worry where you’re going.
Do not rush, it will happen when it’s time.
Keep that faith! Keep your true colors showing.
If you’re feeling poor, [no]
count your blessings.

Miracles are all around you,
don’t bother asking why.
Stop and smell the roses.
Appreciate that sky.

Relax, don’t worry where you’re going.
Do not rush, it will happen when it’s time.
Keep that faith! Keep those true colors showing.
If you’re feeling poor, oh no!
Count your blessings!

Whoa, yeah! Count your blessings.
Oh, yeah. Count your blessings … Count your blessings, oh yeah!
… Count your blessings, yeah!

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TOWER POUND
©2012
Nick Edelstein (BMI).

The tower pound, a.k.a. King Offa’s pound (Mercia, 757 to 796 AD) was based on the weight
of 120 Arabic silver dirhams. It was last used throughout the Hanseatic League (an alliance of
trading cities and their merchant guilds that dominated the coast of Northern Europe, from the
Baltic to the North Sea, during the 13th–17th centuries).

Each facet of the song reflects this history. For example, Chorus time signatures (7 + 5 + 7)
symbolize the date of Offa’s coronation (757 AD). Introductory sound FX symbolize the
commerce of the Hanseatic League. Each phrase of the Verse melody (played on tenor sax)
echoes syllables from one of these lines:
The tower pound,
A. K. A. King Offa’s pound,
was based on the weight of one hundred twenty
Arabic silver dirhams.

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