In the Light Scroll down or click a song title to see the song's lyrics:     In the Light - includes streaming audio!     Days of Peanut Butter     An End to Winter     Celebration     The River     Just Don't Know Blues - includes streaming audio!     Whites of Their Eyes     Homecoming - includes streaming audio!     The Ant     Box of Wood     New Lullaby In the Light So here I stand with this guitar in my hand What was it that I came to say? There was something about some hope and some dreams and some fears Some ideas for a better way If I really feel like I trust you Maybe we'll talk about the pain Maybe you'll understand me Maybe you won't walk away You know I ain't no television I'm watching you while you're watching me I can tell when the music reaches you Something changes and I can see And it shines down on my soul, you know And deep inside I feel We're in this thing together And we're touching something real And if we're gonna do it Let's do it right Let's bring back the magic tonight It'll all work out fine If you just let it shine I'm gonna hold you I'm gonna hold you in the Light It's so easy to get distracted When I'm working day in and day out I get lost in all the numbers I forget what it's all about But couldn't we cross the boundaries Can't we conquer the fear Shouldn't we love each other? Isn't that why we're here? And if we're gonna do it Let's do it right Let's bring back the magic tonight It'll all work out fine If you just let it shine I'm gonna hold you I'm gonna hold you in the Light Words and music by David LaMotte ©1999 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Audio: In the Light David says: "Ten years after I wrote it, it still captures what I'm trying to achieve, and what it feels like on those magical nights when we get there. I guess it's equal parts gratitude, invitation and invocation." DavidLaMotteFan.com thanks David for his generosity in letting us share his songs. If you enjoy David's songs, you may order them here. If you enjoy David's music, check out the Audio Library. Days of Peanut Butter In days of peanut butter. when my backyard was much bigger And untold treasures lay beneath the park across the street I dreamed of coming days when I'd walk right past the sidewalk And no one could tell me what to eat One day the world got smaller and I rode my bike to school And because I was a dreamer I was taken for a fool They told me I must win and that to win I must be tough I never really cared for all that stuff, and Follow your heart, that's what Mom would say 'Cause that's how you start making things go your way You can do whatever you choose, just dream and work and pray And believe those dreams will all be true one day The Christmas I was fifteen I got a new guitar And I dreamed that someday we would be the friends that we now are And now I make my living just by singing songs for you You see my life is just a dream come true So this guitar and I will hit the road when springtime rolls around We'll have no destination, we'll play from town to town The world will be my sidewalk and I'll sing what truth I know And I know Mom will worry when I go, but Follow your heart, that's what Mom would say 'Cause that's how you start making things go your way You can do whatever you choose, just dream and work and pray And believe those dreams will all be true one day I believe those dreams will all be true one day Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1992 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP An End to Winter You can almost see the lifeblood running up inside that tree Moving through the branches like a stream flows to the sea And I long to see that water rising up inside of me You know it's been a long and lonely winter I guess I'm only frozen 'cause I stand here in the snow You're calling from the doorway and you ask me not to go So I stand here going nowhere it's the only place I know The last place that I lived I can't remember It takes the strength I have just to stand here straight and tall And the numbness in my body that crept in after the Fall Keeps me from the pain so I do not feel at all And that is all that keeps this shell from breaking So I will let you love me, but I won't let me love you Though there's nothing from the mountains to the sea I'd rather do You're warmer than a summer's dream but I can't believe it's true I know that I would shatter at my waking You can almost see the lifeblood running up inside that tree Flowing through the branches like a river to the sea And I think I feel a drop rolling down inside of me You know there must be an end to winter There must be an end to winter Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1992 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Celebration I feel the joy of life surround me I feel the God of love smile down on me This is a time for celebration La la la la la And the air is full of living things And the ground beneath my feet They pop up just to say hello It is so nice to greet you on this Lovely summer morning When the stream runs high and loud So welcome to my home my friend You know it makes me awful proud To see the joy of life surround you And the God of love smile down on you This is a time for celebration La la la la la Now I've been down so long I forgot what it's about But it's time to open up my eyes Start looking 'round and start looking out And see the joy of life surround me And the God of love smile down on me This is a time for celebration La la la la la Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1992 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP The River Morning on the river She rolls back her blanket and I roll back mine And we rise together Once again, like every morning that I've known Since I made this place my home She knows my secrets She knows stories no one else will ever know And I listen closely And though you laugh and say that it could never be Sometimes I swear she whispers back to me And I roll with the river, and she rocks me in the night And she whispers to wake me in the cool morning light My blood runs in the river, in my veins her waters flow And where she leads me I will go My kayak around me I've known her peace and her fury in its time I roll in her rapids She turns me under and I come back up again But I know that she is stronger in the end After the rainstorm The river changes and she's not the one I know The water runs faster As if she's telling me to just stay home today But I know I'll have to go out anyway And I'm cutting through the water as the water cuts the shore And she tells me to go home now, but I want a little more And then suddenly I'm spinning and I can't get any air And I realize I'm dying and she doesn't seem to care And I roll with the river, and she rocks me in the night And she whispers to wake me in the cool morning light My blood runs in the river, in my veins her waters flow And where she leads me I will go Calm in the crisis I'm surprised to find this peace within my soul I know that it's time now I stop the struggle and I let her take control If I must die this is where I want to go Suddenly daylight My head is aching and I'm gasping for the air I don't know what happened When I stopped fighting she just turned me up again And my tears run down the river with the rain And I roll with the river, and she rocks me in the night And she whispers to wake me in the cool morning light My blood runs in the river, in my veins her waters flow And where she leads me I will go Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1992 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Just Don't Know Blues It makes a lot of difference when you go to run a race You gotta get a good start if you want to see first place And if you're looking for a job and you go for an interview You know they won't forget their first impression of you So I'm standing on this stage here, shakin' in my shoes I've got the just don't know which song to sing first tonight blues I've got soft pretty sad songs guaranteed to make you weep Songs to wake you up and songs to put you back to sleep I've got songs about feeling low down, songs about feeling high Songs that tell the truth and songs that outright lie I've got a lot of choices but I don't know what to choose I've got the just don't know which song to sing first tonight blues I've got songs about love and songs about war And songs you've probably never even heard before Songs that last a minute and songs that last an hour And songs you'll never hear 'cause I only sing 'em in the shower I've had people treat me like a king and make me wear a crown a And people pull me off the stage and run me out of town But I guess I can relax now, I guess the deal is done 'Cause I just sang the first song and it was kind of fun So when all else fails I've got one song I can use The just don't know which song to sing first tonight blues I've got so many choices I'm counting them in twos, but I've got the downright uptight Talk about stagefright Out of mind out of sight Losin' my appetite Just don't know which song to sing first tonight blues Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1992 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Audio: Just Don't Know Blues David says: I guess I've got one to fall back on now, if I really, really need it. DavidLaMotteFan.com thanks David for his generosity in letting us share his songs. If you enjoy David's songs, you may order them here. If you enjoy David's music, check out the Audio Library. Whites of Their Eyes We live in violent times when the reasons don't quite rhyme We satch the game and tally up the score But it's hard to count the cost, what's won and who is lost When honesty is a casualty of war And it's always been the plan of the ones who hold command To make the other side seem less than real So we shout about our pride and the deaths are justified And we glorify the ones who do not feel But I say don't fire 'til you see the whites of their eyes Don't fire 'til you hear the truth through the lies Don't fire 'til you know the love in the heart of a mother's son Until then, please don't fire your gun Firing missiles on command, we don't have to watch them land Pushing buttons in a video game war Watching television screens, we don't have to hear the screams But the people are still dying like before So the graveyards are all filled with the ones who have been killed And the families hear the words that they had feared And we scream that we have won, while a mother mourns her son And the battlefield is flooded with her tears And I say don't fire 'til you see the whites of their eyes Don't fire 'til you hear the truth through the lies Don't fire 'til you know the love in the heart of a mother's son Until then, please don't fire your gun The generals of all times have only fought to rule the minds Of the people who will make the bullets fly So the soldiers go and fight for what they believe is right And the ones who give the orders seldom die So we're left here with a choice, will we hide or raise a voice Will we fight a war, or will we fight for peace 'Cause if there's one thing that I know, it's that the heads of state won't go Without the soldiers all the wars will cease So I say don't fire 'til you see the whites of their eyes Don't fire 'til you hear the truth through the lies Don't fire 'til you know the love in the heart of a mother's son Until then, please don't fire your gun Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1992 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Homecoming It's good to be back after so many years Alll of the laughter and all of the tears Come rushing to meet me as I open the door But those days are no more I guess it's been empty since I moved away I haven't been back 'til I came here today The memories were just too hard for a while But now I just have to smile Do you remember November the fire burning bright We curled up beside it through the cold windy night We felt so contented and warm And we weathered the storm Now the roof's leaking, the wind blows inside Flames in the fireplace long since have died The windows are broken, there's dust on the floor It's not my home anymore I don't want back my yesterdays I know we're better off this way But this is just a song to say I thought of you today Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1992 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Audio: Homecoming David says: I just love Todd Mahaffey's lead acoustic on this song... DavidLaMotteFan.com thanks David for his generosity in letting us share his songs. If you enjoy David's songs, you may order them here. If you enjoy David's music, check out the Audio Library. The Ant I sat there on the steps and watched the ant He found a cookie crumb that I had dropped Just a moment before He looked so happy, though the work was so hard Dragging that huge cookie crumb through the mat before the door Those big green plastic things they were getting in his way But he looked so happy Taking it home, taking it home Hey look fellas, look what I brought home Taking it home, taking it home Hey look fellas, look what I brought home Words and music by David LaMotte ©1992 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Box of Wood I've been spending all my time with this guitar She's been a friend when I've almost forgotten what friends are There's something good between us, I don't know how to say it But I don't know what I'd do if I could never play it And I pour it in and she pours it out And I'm working hard and we work it out And I don't know how and I won't know when But she always comes through in the end I've never been to good with other folks They laugh when I'm serious and cry at my jokes I guess a man who pours his life into a box of wood Is trying to find a way to say some things he never could And I pour it in and she pours it out And I'm working hard and we work it out And I don't know how and I won't know when But she always comes through in the end I'm no master of her strings My life and my songs are simple things But music is magic, it's beyond you and me It lifts us up and it sets us free And I pour it in and she pours it out And I'm working hard and we work it out And I don't know how and I won't know when But it looks like she's done it again Words and Music by Jared White and David LaMotte ©1992 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP New Lullaby Oh-hi, sing lullaby Hi-oh, where will we go Oh-hi, the stars in the sky Will sing lullaby tonight You are my baby and I love you so But another day is coming so this one must go Peter Pan is flying, but he's flying low Just to sing lullaby tonight So hush little baby, don't say a word 'Cause I'm gonna buy you a mockingbird And if it won't sing in captivity Then we'll open the cage and set that bird free, singing... Oh-hi, sing lullaby Hi-oh, where will we go Oh-hi, the stars in the sky Will sing lullaby tonight So rock-a-bye baby on the treetop Well the wind may be blowing and cradles will rock But the bow it is strong, and the cradle won't fall So sing lullaby tonight And now I lay me down to sleep And I pray the Lord my soul to keep And if the Lord should come see me before I awake Then we'll run up to heaven and eat chocolate cake, singing... Oh-hi, sing lullaby Hi-oh, where will we go Oh-hi, the stars in the sky Will sing lullaby tonight Words and music by David LaMotte ©1992 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP