The Lotus Café is a collection of songs written by EM Nucci Jr. and Peter Rapport. The project started as an online collaboration: Peter would send outlines or prose, and Mike Nucci would reshape the lyrics and bring the ideas to life through music.
What makes these songs special is the way they were created—usually written and recorded in a single day, often in one take. The performances carry a sense of loneliness and hope, captured with a raw, unfiltered sound. No overdubs, no scratch tracks—just live, honest music.
Early Morning Sun by E M Nucci Jr & Peter Rapport
It’s the Day After Yesterday and it Happened Again
Woke up this Morning Heard My Lady Bird Sing
Out on the Porch in the Early Morning Sun
Everybody’s Singing but She Won’t be Outdone
The Reason I’ve Woken In Such a Wonderful Haze
Same Reason I’ve Been Smiling for So Many Days
Nothing Makes Sense So Why Bother to Try
Facts Don’t Mean Nothing So Why Even Reply
Time to Mend Fences the Damage Was Done
Lost in the Feeling I Could Never Be Wrong
Come to Your Senses and See it My Way
Children are Laughing and Carrying On
Madness is the Method That Song is in the Air
Means Nothing to Lose When You’re Not Even There
That Fast Moving Buzz of that Hummingbird Sound
The Owl Babies sit Silently Watching the Ground
She Sings the Last Verse They Cry In Response
Tulips are Blooming All is Not Lost
Dewdrops are Falling Shaking Hands with the Sun
Everybody’s Smiling Just Enjoying Her Song
Bullet Proof Styrofoam by E M Nucci Jr & Peter Rapport
It Was A Good Idea So It Felt At the Time
So how it Seemed to Make Sense
So Doped up it Didn’t Feel Like A Crime
A Capitol Offense
Things Didn’t Quite Work Out As Planned
Em All Just A Little Mistake
Expectations A Bit To Grand
Punched the Gas But Hit the Brakes
Nothing Lasts Forever
I Still Can’t Remember Her Name
Locked up Surrounded by Fences
Life Sentence to Blame
Big Score from A Little Town Bank
You and Me and A Couple of Toy Guns
We Were Just Kids Having A Prank
They’d Pay And We’d Have Fun
Went Through The Door Smiling
Spending The Money In Our Minds
All While They Was Dialing
They Didn’t Know They Were Surrounded
The Guns Were Real So Was The Noise
Then We Remembered Our Guns Were Just Toys
Screaming and Crying I Wanna Go Home
The Bullets Were Made of Styrofoam
Nothing Lasts Forever
I Still Can’t Remember Her Name
Locked up Surrounded by Fences
Life Sentence to Blame
Where it Wrong
We Went in With No Doubt
Entrance Explosive A Stand
Now That I Sit in the Back of This Car
With My Arm Tied Like A Fool
I Know I Will never Admit
I Hope My Cell Has A View
Nothing Lasts Forever
I Still Can’t Remember Her Name
Locked up Surrounded by Fences
Life Sentence to Blame
