Credits and Recognition

Performed by Intrinsica
Music and lyrics written by Steve Wood

Music and boy vocals performed by Intrinsica (Steve Wood and Kim Novak)

When I’m lying here alone,
And my mind is free to roam,
You can be found,
You are all around

You will see me through the night,
Guide me with your golden light,
You are my own,
We are not alone

You are the dream,
You are the light,
You are the vision in the night

You are the love,
You are the glow,
You are the truth I seek to know

You are the weak,
You are the strong,
You are the music in my song

You are the then,
You are the now,
You are the why,
You are the how

Be it large,
Be it small,
You are the essence of it all

When you’re lying there alone,
And your mind is free to roam,
I can be found,
I am all around

I will see you through the night,
Guide you with my golden light,
I am your own,
We are not alone

I am the dream,
I am the light,
I am the vision in the night

I am the love,
I am the glow,
I am the truth you seek to know

I am the weak,
I am the strong,
I am the music in your song

I am the then,
I am the now,
I am the why,
I am the how

Be it large,
Be it small,
I am the essence of it all

You are the dream,
I am the dream,
You are the light,
I am the light,
You are the vision in the night
I am the vision in the night

You are the love,
I am the love,
You are the glow,
I am the glow,
You are the truth I seek to know
I am the truth you seek to know

You are the weak,
I am the weak,
You are the music in my song
I am the music in your song

You are the then,
I am the now,
You are the why,
I am the how
You are the thought
I am the thought

Credits and Recognition

Performed by Kim Novak
Written by Kim Novak

Kim Novak - Guitar, bass and vocals

Phone calls from mountaintops
You’re not the only one

Plays on your sympathy
You’re not the only one

Preys on your fantasies
You’re not the only one

He’ll promise you a future
Forget, and promise again

Desperately lonely with four
I think it might be more

Tell him no
Tell him no
Tell him no again

Plane rides and hotel beds
You’re not the only one

It’s breaking you down again
You’re not the only one

You’re questioning everything
You’re not the only one

He’ll make you feel guilty, girl
For ordinary things

He wants your priority
Oh, such a pitiful plea

Tell him no
Tell him no
Tell him no again

Tell him no
Tell him no
Tell him no again

Credits and Recognition

Performed by Kim Novak
Written by Kim Novak

Kim Novak - Guitar, bass and vocals

They’ve got bamboo and floating roses on a table
And specials written on a board in colored marker
Solitary people eat Thai food

Umbrellas with pretty flowers line the ceiling
Silver painted bulbs hanging through provide the light
Where solitary people eat Thai food

Kids ignore their “Japanese French Fries”*
And watch the fish swim with their neon plants
But don’t bang or tap on the glass
You might scare them

There’s jewelry for sale
Hanging on the fabric on the back wall
Best of all the menu's like a book
I like the Pad Thai (with chicken, of course)

*I overheard a conversation between a man and his son. The son asked, "Dad, what are those?" pointing to the bean sprouts. The father replied, "Those are Japanese french fries."

Credits and Recognition

Performed by Kim Novak
Written by Kim Novak

Kim Novak - Guitar, keyboard and vocals

When Anaiya smiles
You know there’s beauty in everything
In Anaiya’s smile
You see the healing the small things bring

Making rainbows with a water hose
Cardinals on a line
Watching football on a Saturday
A warm hug from behind

[chorus]

Seeing Venus in the daylight
And Orion at night
Waking up with all my babies
Glowing candlelight

[chorus]

Drinking iced grande mochas
Traveling alone
Eating peppermint brownies
Simply being at home

[chorus]

Credits and Recognition

Performed by Kim Novak
Written by Kim Novak

Kim Novak - Guitar and vocals

I don’t want to be Aretha
I don’t want to be Jewel
I don’t wanna be Tori or Lori
Well, I kinda wanna be Lori

But mostly I wanna be known for being myself
No one can be exactly like me
And nothing they say’s gonna chase me away

Gotta live my life
Gotta live my life

I don’t want to be Beyoncé
I don’t wanna be Cher
I don’t wanna be Tori or Lori
Well, I kinda wanna be Lori

[spoken]
Except for that time that Faith Hill took her song and sucked the life right out of it
And come to think of it, I *really* don’t want to be Faith Hill

Mostly I wanna be known for being myself
No one can be exactly like me
And nothing they say’s gonna chase me away

Gotta live my life
Gotta live my life

Credits and Recognition

Performed by Kim Novak
Written by Kim Novak

Kim Novak - Guitar, bass and vocals

He’s got salt and pepper hair
Jeans and a jacket
And loverly eyes

I imagine he’s quite kind
Or I’ve a kind imagination
Yeah… that’s probably right

I remember the time you asked me
“Didn’t you like the waiting better?”
I should have known right then to let you go
‘cause we were finer in our minds

He doesn’t wear a ring
He might even like the fellas
I don’t mind

I like the schoolgirl crushes
Better than a boyfriend
Anyway

I remember the time you asked me
“Didn’t you like the waiting better?”
I should have known right then to let you go
‘cause we were finer in our minds

Credits and Recognition

Performed by Kim Novak
Written by Kim Novak

Kim Novak - Guitar, bass and vocals

I have a message for you
I hope it’s crystal clear
We won’t take your lies anymore
We won’t even hear

[chorus]
I’ve got to hand it to you
It takes a lot of nerve
Maybe it’s blind ignorance
The way you lie with no reserve

I hope you don’t expect respect
There’s nothing left for you
I know it can be a struggle sometimes
But that’s no excuse

[chorus]

I hope you get sued
And then I hope you learn
You can’t just ignore it all
And expect not to burn

[chorus]

Just wait ‘til I’m queen of the world
Yeah, watch for it, my friend
That’ll bring you down a bit
That’ll make you finally bend

[chorus]

Credits and Recognition

Performed by Kim Novak
Traditional folk song

Kim Novak - Guitar, keyboard, bass and vocals

with guitar chords even!

[G] One day I was walking,
I heard [Am] a complaining,
I saw a [D] poor woman
The [C] picture of [G] gloom.
She gazed in the mud
On her [Am] doorstep (’twas raining),
And [D] this was her song
As she [C] wielded her [G] broom:

Chorus:
[G] O life is a trial,
[D] And love is a trouble,
[G] Beauty will fade
[D] And riches will flee,
[G] Wages will dwindle
And [Am] taxes will double
And [D] nothing is as I
Would [C] wish it to [G] be.”

[G] In March it is mud,
It’s slush [Am] in December,
The [D] midsummer breezes
Are [C] loaded with [G] dust.
In fall the leaves litter,
In [Am] muddy November
The [D] wallpaper rots
And the [C] candlesticks [G] rust.

[Chorus]

[G] It’s sweeping at six
And it’s [Am] dusting at seven
It’s [D] victuals at eight
And it’s [C] dishes at [G] nine.
It’s potting and panning
From [Am] ten to eleven.
We [D] scarce break our fast
Till we [C] plan how to [G] dine.

[Chorus]

[G] Last night in my dreams
I was [Am] stationed forever,
On a [D] far distant rock
In the [C] midst of the [G] sea.
My one task of life
Was a [Am] ceaseless endeavor,
To [D] brush off the waves
As they [C] swept over [G] me.

Chorus X2

Credits and Recognition

Performed by Kim Novak
Written by Kim Novak

Kim Novak - Keyboard, guitar, bass and vocals

[chorus]
It’s 10 to 11 gotta go downstairs
It’s time to go to lunch with Brian
Will we walk? Will we drive? I don’t care.
I’m so hungry that I feel like I’m dyin’
[/chorus]

The Dog & Duck Pub’s out of scotch eggs again
The stilton cheese and fruit’s mighty nice to begin
Order chips with the sandwich you get chips
But order chips with the fish and you get fries

The Cipolina pizza has proscuitto & goat cheese
Don’t expect horseradish for your beef
There are sweet potato fries at the Galaxy Café
Where a robot and the bomb squad keep us safe

[chorus]

The leftover chicken’s great at Brian’s house
He makes it with forty cloves of garlic
The Aqua Teen Hunger Force is on TV
They say, “Meatwad got the honey, she.”

There’s speech impediment man at Cantina Laredo
I’m sure his jokes are clever if you could understand
The waiter pitches guacamole made at your table
While he’s making guacamole right at your table

[chorus]

The basil pesto pasta at Mandola’s has whole pine nuts
Where Brian pours vinegar in the olive oil
If you’re sitting in your car in the lot by Thai Kitchen
Better make sure you’ve locked your doors

At the Capitol the catfish is all-you-can-eat
And sometimes the catfish is blackened
During legislative sessions we see lots of politicians
And some even look like vampires

[chorus]

At Scholz’s they’ve got schnitzel with salsa and cheese
At Arturo’s they’ve got chicken quesadillas
At Zocalo the chocolate cheesecake’s got a kick
At La Madaleine you’ll be lucky not to spend $20.

Brian goes to lunch with me even when I’m grouchy
He’s patient and he’s wise and he makes me laugh
If it’s Thai Passion, Shady Grove or Hog Island Deli
The food is usually good, but the company’s the best.

[chorus]

Credits and Recognition

Performed by Kim Novak
Written by Kim Novak

Kim Novak - Guitar, keyboard, bass and vocals

I wish I knew Margery
But I wonder if she’d like me
I don’t know about horses
So maybe she could teach me

I think she’s from Kentucky
With blue grass beneath the sun
Where the capital is Frankfort
Not too far from Lexington

Dear, dear Adam
All those women in your songs
You’re not a clown only wishing you were beautiful

Dear, dear Adam
When I was singing to your songs
It was the last time he thought I was beautiful

I’d like to know Anna
And Amy and Elizabeth
But it’s the story that matters
So maybe it’s for the best

Let’s keep it a mystery
Who’s watching you sleeping
And who’s not believing
And living up in a tree

Dear, dear Adam
All those women in your songs
You’re not a clown only wishing you were beautiful

Dear, dear Adam
When I was singing to your songs
It was the last time he thought I was beautiful
It was the last time he thought I was beautiful