Cool It, Magma
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2

Cool it, magma, lava too;
We're gonna make igneous rock from you.
Under, over, through and through –
Just look at the signs and they'll give you a clue.

If you see large crystals from coolin' slow.
Magma's been intrusive down below.
From the batholith to the smaller sill.
Start with granite, keep goin' down.

Cool it, magma, lava too;
We're gonna make igneous rock from you.
Under, over, through and through –
Just look at the signs and they'll give you a clue.

If the crystals are small or not even there,
Lava's been coolin' quickly up in the air.
Extrusive volcano, lava plains and plateaus
Basalt and pumice are all around.

Cool it, magma, lava too;
We're gonna make igneous rock from you.
Under, over, through and through –
Just look at the signs and they'll give you a clue.

Just look at the signs and they'll give you a clue. Just look at the signs and they'll give you a clue.

Relative Rock Transfer
By Joan Maute
©Studio 2

Did you ever think, did you ever care
How the rocks were made, how they came to be there?.
Well their story began 'round the start of our earth,
And there's a lot to tell regarding their birth.

Things got boring under the ground.
So rocks started messing around.
Some got hot; they pressurized it.
New rocks were formed called metamorphic.

Some are foliated, in layers they're related:
Slate phylliet, schists and gneiss..
Others emphasize then become recrystallized:.
Marble and serpentine.

How can you mend the achin' hearts,.
Of rocks that are broken apart?.
On the surface, it's elementary,
New rocks are made sedimentary.

Parts of several rocks compact to form the clastics:
Sandstone, conglomerate, breccia and shale.
Precipatation, evaporation help to make nonclastics:.
Limestone and salt.

Now you've heard a bit, just the start of my tale,
'Bout the birth of limestone, marble and shale.
Tuck it in your mind, do your very best,.
And I guarantee and "A" on your test.

Talking Rock Convention
Joan Maute
© Studio 2

I went into work, just another day, 'til I heard my editor say,
"There's a strange report came to my attention,
Seems a group of rocks is having a convention."
We wanted me to cover it, write a story, rocks promotin'.
Campaignin' and votin'. what could I say? He's the boss. I guess.

I got in my car and went to the address
Now this sounds crazy I must confess,
When I got there I couldn't believe my eyes
There were all these rocks in suits, nametags and ties!
Don't look at me, I don't make the news, I just report it.

I tried to get my mind straight and settled down.
I read over a program I had found.
There were three main parties presenting their views.
They had speakers and banners and local rock news.
Each claiming to be different. What a story!
A front page feature, complete with pictures
You can't write down what you can't prove.

Then one of the rocks began to speak and
I knew right away he wouldn't be weak.
He talked about his background, pressure and power
To become a metamorphic takes more than an hour.
No matter what you are, add pressure, heat, time,
And you'll become, a metamorphic.

Well he got down, another took his place
Sandstone presented sedimentary's case.
Seems any rock can join their clan
By falling apart and cementing together again.
It didn't even matter what minerals you were
Or how secure, you could always break down.

The last speaker finally took the stand to
The screaming hot music of a new rock band.
Igneous always melting and a cooling
Used to be metamorphic and that's no foolin'
Could have been sedimentary but melted above, below, coolin' fast and slow.

I looked at my notes at the end of the day
Each group of rocks had had their say
It seems they're caught in a cycle that won't end
They can start out one thing then change and change again
One old rock said with a smile, “I'm changing my shape, state and style.”

Cloud Creations
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

Clouds are filling the photograph,
They contrast nicely with the blue.
They take up space,
They form a face,
They look down on me and you.

Oh clouds are in the poems we read.
The painter's brush knows them quite well.
They fascinate, they captivate
But what do they really tell?

They tell of condensation
evaporation
of highs and lows
and cool and warm,
Of air expanding
of space demanding
They're signs of what is going on.
Warm moist air rises,
it's not so dense
Vapor cooling as allowed.
Reaching dew point
it will condense
if there's enough of it we'll see a cloud.

Clouds are filling the photograph
They contrast nicely with the blue
They take up space
They form a face
But what, what do they really do?

Cloud Families

By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

Look at the clouds up in the sky,
Tell me what you see,
If they're all the same to your eyes,
Well you're a lot like me.

I used to think that clouds were clouds,
But now I've changed my tune.
They do a lot more than block the sun
And I'll sing their song to you.

Clouds have their own families
That look and act alike.
But just like brothers and sisters,
They're different as day and night.

The stratus clan when low is fog
They're usually not real thick.
So they will rarely rain on you
Nimbo stratus does that trick.

Cumulus are heaped up clouds
With bottoms that are flat.
Their cauliflower tops are pretty fair
But towering ones change that.

Cirrus clouds like flying high,
Of ice crystals they are made.
They often look just like a mare's tail,
So they shouldn't make you afraid.

So now you know three main families,
From bottom to the top.
Stratus, cumulus, and cirrus,
And it's time for me to stop.

Read the Sky
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2

Movin' across the sky again,
Movin' across the sky again.
There's a low pressure system right there to the north of you
Stay right where you are you'll get a bird's eye view.
We'll watch this weather,
We'll see what clouds go by,
We'll see what happens,
We'll try to read the sky.

Movin' across the sky again,
Movin' across the sky again.
Look to the south
Tell me what you see.
The winds are bringing cirrus clouds,
They change and they hold the key.
Getting lower and thicker changing as they head for us
They become altocumulus or maybe nimbostratus.

Movin' across the sky again,
Movin' across the sky again.
Feel the front pass by
Precipitating as it goes.
Winds shift and the skies clear
The weather just flows and flows.
Now look to the west
Can you see a cumulus?
Or maybe cumulonimbus?
The cold front is heading for us.

Movin' across the sky again,
Movin' across the sky again.
There's a shower on your face,
You hear the mighty thunder roll.
The winds shift to the northwest.
The front passes to end the show.

Now you've seen the clouds.
You had a chance to read the sky.
The fronts bring weather from far away to nearby.

Movin' across the sky again,
Movin' across the sky again.
Movin' across the sky again,
Movin' across the sky again.

.Mother Nature's Recipe
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

TShe's going to mix it up; she'll make a brew
She's apt to improvise for you.
She'll cook or bake a storm you'll see
So let's look at her recipe.

Her shopping list is easy
Things you find in the air
A day that's warm or breezy
A weather front that's near.

It may be still or moving fast
It may be warm or cold.
You may see a humid air mass
As the day unfolds.

She's going to mix it up; she'll make a brew
She's apt to improvise for you.
She'll cook or bake a storm you'll see
So let's look at her recipe.

She's got all her ingredients
A secret one or two.
She'll whip and fold she's sometimes bold
A master through and through.
With rising air and thunder storms
Abrupt change all around,
Low pressure's there and warm dry air
Tornadoes may be found.

She's going to mix it up; she'll make a brew
She's apt to improvise for you.
She'll cook or bake a storm you'll see
So let's look at her recipe.

She likes to surprise you, with every storm a treat
I feel I must advise you, this lady can't be beat!
So when you get the message that tornadoes may form
Watch the signs real closely so you'll weather the storm.

She's going to mix it up; she'll make a brew
She's apt to improvise for you.
She'll cook or bake a storm you'll see
So let's look at her recipe.
Let's look at her recipe.


Talking Tornado Blues
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

Now I'm a tornado and I'm sorry to say
That I'm misunderstood both night and day.
So I'd like a chance to state my case
And clear up some stories that are way off base.
Like exploding houses, selective damage, tornado alley
And all tornadoes are bad.

Some people say I make houses explode
But it's usually the wind I want you to know
It's not the pressure as many think that wrecks some houses a quick as a wink,
Winds can rip houses apart they come in one way and go out the other.

Did you ever see that path a tornado makes, some things are destroyed while others just shake?
It's not that I like one thing more than another
It's just that I'm traveling with my smaller brother or sister…
Sometimes the whole family's just twisting around.

Tornado alley is supposed to be the only place
Where you're ever likely to find my face.
Don't you believe it 'cause it's just not true,
In any state or time
I could be heading for you.
In the cities, in the hills, on an island
Under the proper conditions.

There's just one more thing I'd like to discuss
It's that killer image you have of us.
Now I'll admit some tornadoes are bad, they wreck people and things
And they make me sad.
But a lot of us never hurt a thing,
As a matter of fact the pressure venting
Could prevent some things that might be worse
And with that thought I'll end my verse.

Get Out, Get In, and Get Down
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

Tornado Watch, what does it mean?
The conditions are right for a wind machine.
It means to take heed; it's a message for you
That there's a chance for a tornado to brew.
Be ready to…

Chorus:
Get out, out of mobile homes and
Get In, in a building that's strong and
Get down, get down real low
You better be ready for the tornado.

“The National Weather Service has just issued a Tornado Warning for the following counties…”

Watch turns to warning, what does this mean?
A tornado will form or one has been seen.
You better move fast, there's no time to waste.
Follow these words at a very fast pace.

Chorus

Sometimes without warning the weather will change.
The sky gets dark, or green, or strange.
Now don't take a chance, you'd better be safe.
Move along 'til you're in the right place.

Chorus (2x)

Bring It Around Again
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

Bring it around again, see it begin
Bring it around again watch how it ends.
Bring it around again the starts and endings will blend.
Bring it around again and we'll see where we have been.

There say there's a time for each boy and each girl, a time to live and to die.
A time to be making your mark on the world, a time to run under the sky.
There are times to be growing and times to be knowing, times to bend with the wind
The times for the basis the friends form the faces of memories your lives will send

Bring it around again, see it begin
Bring it around again watch how it ends.
Bring it around again the starts and endings will blend.
Bring it around again and we'll see where we have been.

As you look all around you at nature's display you'll see cycles of living and dead.
The dead feeds the living the night becomes day the leader becomes the led.
From the chain of the seasons you see all the reasons understand what why and how
The answers will show you the questions will know you the knowledge is what you have now.

Bring it around again, see it begin
Bring it around again watch how it ends.
Bring it around again the starts and endings will blend.
Bring it around again and we'll see where we have been.

Bring it around again, see it begin
Bring it around again watch how it ends.
Bring it around again the starts and endings will blend.
Bring it around again and we'll see know we have been.