Here you come again a little lighter on your feet Here you come again a little softer than before Here you come again knockin' on my door oh, with a world full of love a heart of innocence and all the joy of laughter and the high of love at first sight the high of love at first sight It's true I may be wrong, it doesn't always fall like dominoes, dominoes It's true sometimes, you know it's true sometimes I get ahead of myself Never pegged you for a cynic Never pegged you for a non-believer We were meeting new people and making new friends Soon a match strikes, there’s a spark and then a fire Then I look up at the sky, I drift into the night And get high when you're by my side I look up at the sky, I drift into the night and get high I felt so fine with your cheek against mine Half asleep on the beach lyin' under the stars Watching the waves break until daybreak We were singin' along to our favorite songs Save Tonight, Wonderwall and Chasing Cars With the full moon shining on us And no limitations to where we wanna go We learned the subtleties of connection And opened ourselves up to optimism Oh now here you come again A little lighter on your feet Here you come again, here you come again Here you come again, here you come again You're knocking on my door Knocking on my door Adam Merulli (ASCAP) © 2018 Dillon Street Music. All Rights Reserved.

Tell me I'm pretty, tell me I'm deep Tell me I'm the best there was The best that you'll ever see Tell me I'm witty, laugh at my jokes I want to be the one you like the one that you love the most Tell me I'm handsome, tell me I'm cool I got this new jacket, I'll model for you In this new filter, in this new light I got the best angle everything is alright Cause we can be altered and we can be free We smile in our pictures We can be what we want to be (Chorus) With the push of a button and a little red heart Caress my ego so I don't fall apart Follow me blindly, it's so easy to do Be my biggest fan and I'll follow you My job is a nightmare, my life is a mess Let me know I'm still wanted, that's all that I ask Tell me I'm pretty I need to know that I am! Sooner or later we all play the game Walking a tightrope of modest and vain Like all my pictures, be my biggest fan I let perfect strangers define who I am! (Chorus) With the push of a button and a little red heart Caress my ego so I don't fall apart Follow me blindly, it's so easy to do Be my biggest fan and I'll follow you With your little red heart Your little red heart Your little red heart Your little red heart I'm part of the problem, cause I do it too Sometimes I pretend I got nothing to prove I play with the filters, I take my best shot I'm not addicted but I can't seem to stop! I put on a halo, I put on a mask Just tell me I'm pretty, Just tell me I'm pretty! Oh that's all that I ask Oh Oh Oh Oh Your Little red hearts Oh Oh Oh Oh Your Little red hearts Adam Merulli (ASCAP) © 2018 Dillon Street Music. All Rights Reserved.

How many lives will these cops continue to take? We're so tired of waiting for the world to change We can no longer live in silence It's time to make our voices heard in the wake of all the violence The government is blinding us with lies They'll try to take away our dignity, then they'll take our rights But we gotta Rise up, we gotta Rise up Tonight we'll take the streets So put your hands up, put your hands up My hands are up and I can't breathe! We're so fed up, We're so fed up with the inequality It's gotta stop, we gotta stop this police brutality! No justice! No peace! We're taking back our streets No Justice! No peace! No we're not getting sleep Until there's justice and no more racist police! Born into a system where hope is lost If this is the land of the free tell me what's the cost? So when we organize we march with purpose No our rage cannot be contained below the surface While the government is busy dropping bombs with drones There's a battle raging right here at home But we gotta Rise up, we gotta Rise up Tonight we'll take the streets So put your hands up, put your hands up My hands are up and I can't breathe! We're so fed up, We're so fed up with inequality It's gotta stop, we gotta stop this police brutality! No matter your race or religion We all want the same love No matter your belief or your position We all bleed the same blood So put your hands up, put your hands up My hands are up and I can't breathe! We're so fed up, We're so fed up with inequality it's gotta stop, we gotta stop this police brutality! No justice! No peace! We're taking back our streets No Justice! No peace! No we're not getting sleep Until there's justice and no more racist police! So put your hands up Put your hands up Put your hands up Put your hands up Put your hands up! Adam Merulli (ASCAP) © 2018 Dillon Street Music. All Rights Reserved.

Some things are beautiful Some things take time Some things are golden Some words aren’t meant to rhyme I’d like to bow to your god I’d like to pray to your grace I’d like to pretend I could fly ...But I’m past that phase Some things are better in night vision Some things are better in the dark Some things are invisible We’re just waiting for them to start I’d like to tell you I’m sorry I’d like to write you a song I’d like to buy you a present ...But I’ve done nothing wrong Sometimes it’s hard to understand life Right now is one of those times Sometimes we’re closer than we think All we gotta do is try I’d like to take you for a night Or two or three I’d like to do to your soul What your grace has done for me I’d like to just fly One calm afternoon I'd like to take your warmth and just be soothed I would turn the wind to be with you I would turn the wind to be with you Yeah I would turn the wind to be with you I would turn the wind to be with you ...Some things are beautiful Adam Merulli (ASCAP) © 2018. Dillon Street Music. All Rights Reserved.

(Chorus) Electric Serenade we listen while we play Through this colorful parade we call our lives See this beauty that we made is a memento We need to give love to get love; hold on to tight to let go We need to learn to forgive and forget Learn to Live and let live without regret--look We are all superstars, superstars even if we haven't made it yet Electric Serenade sparks fly; slow motion melting In the city of steel, and rivers and bridges and gentrification We struggle to survive, While the other ninety-nine they sit a top the hill up so high And don’t hate what isn’t perfect I won't let some woman in high heels and a let a tight black dress tell me that I’m not worth it Electric Serenade from the rooftops to the roads, to the people in the crowd; To those who have been built up and to those who have been bruised and beaten down We sing a serenade for the high wire acts, the record breakers the sword-swallowers, and the insomniacs Cause I can't sleep at night! I'm thinking about what's going wrong and I just want to make it right! (Chorus) Don't give up on me I won't give up on you Don't give up on me I won't give up on you Don't give up on me I won't give up on you Don't give up on me, I won't I won't I won't give up on you So we escape for the moments of fortune and fame And when we're on stage we try to forget all the pain We're singing our hearts out for glory and the electric serenade So we ride into our cubicles, yeah we ride into work We punch in and punch out just to wonder what for Then it's back to the grind; We give and we take, we build and we break We grin and we shake, we yearn and we ache, We do what it takes We struggle in vain, remember our names Cause you know one day we'll be treated the same (Chorus) Adam Merulli (ASCAP) © 2018. Dillon Street Music. All Rights Reserved.