Queen of Time // Lindsay Lou


Produced by Dave O’Donnell
Recorded at Sound Emporium’s Studio B in Nashville, TN

Mandolin and dobro for “Nothing Else Matters” recorded by Dave O’Donnell and assisted by Ethan Howard at The Doghouse Studio in Nashville, TN; additional instrumentation recorded by Anthony Da Costa at Isolation Row and Camp Senia in Nashville, TN; “Silent” recorded by Dave O’Donnell at Carriage Works in Nashville, TN; “Nothing’s Working” recorded by Dewey Boyd and Dave O'Donnell, and assisted by Jaedon Bonifield, Caison Rogers and Nate Anderson, at Forty-One Fifteen in Nashville, TN.

Engineered by Dave O’Donnell
Assistant Engineering by Skyler Chuckry
Mixed by Dave O’Donnell at Studio D in New York, NY
Mastered by Greg Calbi & Steve Fallone at Sterling Sound, Edgewater, NJ


 

“Nothing Else Matters”

by Maya de Vitry/Phoebe Hunt
Published by Maya de Vitry administered by Domino Publishing Company of America, Inc./Shanti’s Shadow Publishing (BMI)

Lindsay Lou - acoustic guitar, vocals
Jerry Douglas - dobro
Alex Bice - drums 
Anthony da Costa - electric guitar, acoustic guitar
PJ George III - bass
Dominick Leslie - mandolin

We were one long night
We were one sweet morning
We were all time
I don’t need to live forever to know I’ll always love you
I love you
Nothing else matters

We were young and free
We were loud and laughing
We were learning how to see
I don’t need to do it over to know that I was living
I’m living
Nothing else matters

If I go to far
If I go too fast
I could break my only heart
I don’t need the world to hear me to know that I am singing
I’m singing
Nothing else matters

If I call your name
If I try too hard
If I give myself away
I don’t need to see the sunset to know that we have parted
I’m weeping
Nothing else matters

We were one long night
We were one sweet morning
We were all time
I don’t need to live forever to know I’ll always love you
I love you
Nothing else matters
I love you
Nothing else matters


“Nothings Working”

by Lindsay Lou/William Apostol 
Published by Lindsay Lou Publishing (ASCAP)/Apostol Publishing administered by Songs of Tuckaway Music and Sony Tree Publishing (BMI)

Lindsay Lou - vocals
Billy Strings - electric guitar, acoustic guitar, vocals 
Anders Beck - dobro
Alex Bice - drums, bongos, triangle
Anthony da Costa - synths
PJ George III - djembe

Absolutely nothing
Nothing for to show
She’s feeling helpless like there’s nowhere left to go
Things she set out to do
She made sure were done
She’s feeling dismal, but she’s not the only one

Take time to listen to the lonely ones
Watch how the pain lives underneath the skin
Forgotten words and lost love won’t make the grade

Sentimental journey
Trying to stay high
Put another coin in and stop to wave goodbye
Pray to the hologram high up in the sky
Is it for justice or is it just for the crime

Take time to listen to the lonely ones
Watch how the pain lives underneath the skin
Forgotten words and lost love won’t make the grade

Killers on the television
Writing on the wall
How could such a kind heart take such a heavy fall
Absolutely nothing
Nothing for to show
Heart and guts against the wind and nowhere left to go

Take time to listen to the quiet ones
Watch how the rain gives up a chance to swim
Burn the broken bridges and build them up again


“I Can Help”

by Billy Swan
Published by Combine Music Corp (BMI)

Lindsay Lou - acoustic guitar, vocals
Alex Bice - drums 
Anthony da Costa - slide guitar
PJ George III - bass, keys

Don’t forget me baby 
All you gotta do is call
When you’re in trouble
I’ll do anything at all, and I can help
It would sure do me good to do you good, and I can help

It’s a fact people get lonesome
That ain’t nothing new
Somebody like you baby 
Should never get the blues, and I can help
I got two strong arms, and I can help
It would sure do me good to do you good and I can help

When I go to sleep at night you’re always a part of my dreams
You’re holding me tight, you’re telling me everything that I wanna hear

So don’t forget me baby when you’re in a fix
You know I’ll come running with my big ‘ol bag of tricks
‘Cause I can help
Your child needs a mama, and I can help
It would sure do me good to do you good
Let me help

When I go to sleep at night you’re always a part of my dreams
You’re holding me tight, you’re telling me everything that I wanna hear

Don’t forget me baby 
All you gotta do is call
You know I’ll come running
I’ll do anything at all I can help
If you need somebody I can help
Yes, it would sure do me good to do you good
It would sure do me good to do you good
It would sure do me good to do you good, and I can help
I can help
Let me help
I can’t do everything, but let me help


“On Your Side (Starman)”

by Lindsay Lou/Jon Weisberger 
Published by Lindsay Lou Publishing (ASCAP)/Use Your Words Music & Asheville Music Publishing administered by Clearbox (BMI) 

Lindsay Lou - acoustic guitar, vocals
Alex Bice - drums 
Anthony da Costa - electric guitar, acoustic guitar
Eddy Dunlap - pedal steel 
PJ George III - bass, background vocals
Joshua Rilko - mandolin

Trouble is a pretty word 
Wrapped around your little finger
You said it hoping I would linger
Just a little longer

And fire is a coward
Hiding in the smoke
She came in and you awoke
Just a little stronger

You can take it easy now 
You can rest your mind
We’re not going anywhere
Time is on our side

You can be the starman
The lightning in the sky
I will be a shelter 
‘Cause I am on your side

It’s not gonna be
How you thought it would
That don’t mean it won’t be good
You’re not lost just ‘cause you wonder

Pour yourself a drink
Take a turn out on the dance floor
What else could you ask for
If it’s love it can’t be conquered

You can take it easy now 
You can rest your mind
We’re not going anywhere
Time is on our side

You can be the starman
The lightning in the sky
I will be a shelter 
‘Cause I am on your side

“Love Calls”

by Lindsay Lou/PJ George III
Published by Lindsay Lou Publishing (ASCAP)/P.J. George III (BMI)

Lindsay Lou, acoustic guitar, vocals
Alex Bice, drums, background vocals 
Anthony da Costa, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, Juno synths, background vocals
PJ George III, bass, background vocals
Joshua Rilko, mandolin 
Melody Walker, background vocals, pandeiro, caxixi

She’s got a light that could launch a thousand ships
And when she gets close the sun gets brighter

She said, “I’m a woman in a woman’s body,
And man, I notice you noticing.”

And you’ve got eyes like a full moon
Shooting glances across the room

Grab on buddy hold on tight
Everything’s gonna be alright
Grab on buddy not too tight
Everything’s gonna be alright (Grab on hold on, alright)

Ma said, “Wear your gray hairs like a feather in your belt.
Let the long wait make you lighter.”

‘Cause we’re at peace and you’re a soldier
At ease, buddy, that’s an order

Pain might numb you like an anesthetic
Forget, forget that I ever said it

Let go buddy and do right
Nobody’s gonna be uptight
Let go buddy and do right
Everybody’s gonna be alright (Grab on hold on, alright)

Love calls you’re gonna answer
Love calls you’re gonna answer
Love calls you’re gonna answer
Love calls you’re gonna answer

“Queen Of Time”

by Lindsay Lou
Published by Lindsay Lou Publishing (ASCAP)

Lindsay Lou - acoustic guitar, vocals
Alex Bice - drums
Anthony da Costa - electric guitar
PJ George III - bass

What a thrill it is to not be needed
What a drag it is to be all thrills
I’m a wishing well, I’m a wishing well

Check it out, here’s a moment to be still
Call it loneliness, call it what you will
I’m the queen of time, I’m the queen of time

Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?

I have learned to love the work that I do
I have not yet learned to love it when you make it harder
I’m a wishing well, I’m a wishing well
Well well, well well

You want every girl to be like the one that you adored
I have see that look before
I’m the queen of time, I’m the queen of time

Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?

“Rules”

by Lindsay Lou
Published by Lindsay Lou Publishing (ASCAP)

Lindsay Lou - acoustic guitar, vocals
Alex Bice - drums
Anthony da Costa - electric guitar
Royal Massat - upright bass 
Mimi Naja - mandolin, background vocals 
Kyle Tuttle - banjo, background vocals

Rules were made for breaking
I think I’ve been taking it for granted
I was made for shaking
Yeah, baby when I swing my hips
How about it ain’t it lit
I don’t wanna carry it with me

I’ve been a long time gone
Crossing state lines trying to keep time (Crossing state lines)
Been a long time gone
Wondering what’s home to get back to

Oh, there’s trouble in the making
Calling in the ships from darker seas
I’m yours for the taking
Yeah, come and get a load of it
You know you know how to get to me

I’ve been a long time gone
Crossing state lines trying to keep time (Crossing state lines)
Been a long time gone
Wondering what’s home to get back to

I’ve been a long time gone
Crossing state lines 
Been a long time gone
Wondering what’s home
Wondering what’s home
Wondering what’s home to get back to

“Needed”

by Lindsay Lou
Published by Lindsay Lou Publishing (ASCAP)

Lindsay Lou - acoustic guitar, vocals
Alex Bice - drums
Anthony da Costa - electric guitar
PJ George III - bass, piano, organ
Dominick Leslie - mandolins

It was just what you need for a place and time
Isn’t that the way that you were blind
Took what you wanted, nobody was unkind
Had the heart but couldn’t help having the mind

To say the things you said to me
Quietly in earnest, my reckoning
Up against all you’ve got to lose
On the phone for hours
Questioning the news

Try to give me a reason, but I’m not gonna ask
For anything from you or dwell on the past
Yeah, I’m just gonna name it, and then I’ll step away
Down by the river I’ve got something to say

Like the things you said to me
Quietly in earnest, my reckoning
Up against all I’ve got to lose
Hanging out for hours 
Hanging out the blues

Like the things you said to me
Quietly in earnest, my reckoning
Up against all we’ve got to lose
On the phone for hours 
Hanging up the blues
Building up a temple 
For love’s truth

Yeah, I’m just gonna name it, and then I’ll step away
Down by the river I’ve got something to say

“Shame”

by Lindsay Lou
Published by Lindsay Lou Publishing (ASCAP)

Lindsay Lou - acoustic guitar, vocals
Billy Strings - electric guitar 
Alex Bice - drums
Anthony da Costa - electric guitar, acoustic guitar
PJ George III - bass, piano, organ

Black of the smoke
Taste of the flame
Blame the blood running through my veins
Can’t hold on with your finger tips
Or taste the words coming out my lips
Dark as the night before the break of day
Cleanse my soul and wash away
The shame

Too timid to speak
Too lonesome to care
Still wondering if the score is fair
Stop looking at life like it’s a test
Get to the end and finish best
If you get lost I’ll hold your place
Let’s take it down and wash away
The shame

It gets cold sometimes
I wish we could rewind
Sometimes I wish I could rewind

Been holding space for you
Changing place with you
Looking you dead straight in the eye
But you don’t even live there anymore
I’m not gonna knock up on that door
But if you come around you’ll see the way
This love is only going to stay
The same
The same

The same
The same

“This Too Shall Pass”

Grandma Nancy Anne Timbrook + Lindsay Lou

Lindsay! I taught you so many things, and those things are my spirit;
So my spirit is going to stay with you.
So even though I’m gone, 
And I know that when I’m gone you’re going to really feel real bad, 
I know that. 

This too shall pass, 
This too shall pass. 

Because things change all through history, 
and uh, nothing can stay bad forever, you know what I mean?
It has negative and positive fluctuations. 
So whenever things are negative, you gotta say.
“This too shall pass.”

“Silent”

by Lindsay Lou/Phoebe Hunt
Published by Lindsay Lou Publishing (ASCAP)/Shanti’s Shadow Publishing (BMI)

Lindsay Lou - acoustic guitar, vocals
Alex Bice - drums
Phoebe Hunt - violin, background vocals 
PJ George III - bass
Joshua Rilko - mandolin
Matt “Mr. Jimmy” Rowland - keys

All this destruction and the birds go on singing
Above the din of the machine
Taking us back to what we we need
How can I stand so empty
Where the light hits the world 
In a birdsong glow
How do we ever know what we know?

I feel myself 
Scattered
Wearing thin
Mother culture hasn’t clearly whispered into my ear about something like this
She has been numb, mute, silent
Now I’m silent?

Reconstruction and a life worth living
‘Neath the murmur of greed 
Where we sewed every seed
Just to stand so empty
With the night in her show
Oh the holiest glow
How do we ever know what we know?

I feel myself 
Scattered
Wearing thin
Mother culture hasn’t clearly whispered into my ear about something like this
She has been dumb, cute, absent
Am I absent?

I feel myself shatter
Closing in
Modern culture hasn’t clearly whispered into my ear about something like this
She has numb, mute, silent