Erin Brockovich - Uma Mulher de Talento

01. Useless - Thomas Newman

02. Xerox - Thomas Newman

03. Pro Bono - Thomas Newman

04. Classfield - Thomas Newman

05. Anabelle - Thomas Newman

06. On the Plume - Thomas Newman

07. Chicken Fat Lady - Thomas Newman

08. Lymphocytes - Thomas Newman

09. Miss Wichita - Thomas Newman

10. Two Wrong Feet - Thomas Newman

11. What About You - Thomas Newman

12. Redemption Day - Sheryl Crow

I've wept for those who suffer long
But how I weep for those who've gone
Into rooms of grief and questioned wrong
But keep on killing
It's in the soul to feel such things
But weak to watch without speaking
Oh what mercy sadness brings
If God be willing

There is a train that's heading straight
To heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man,
And woman wait, watch and wait
For redemption day

Fire rages in the streets
And swallows everything it meets
It's just an image often seen
On television
Come leaders, come you men of great
Let us hear you pontificate
Your many virtues laid to waste
And we aren't listening

What do you have for us today
Throw us a bone but save the plate
On why we waited til so late
Was there no oil to excavate
No riches in trade for the fate
Of every person who died in hate
Throw us a bone, you men of great

There is a train that's heading straight
To heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man,
And woman wait, watch and wait
For redemption day

It's buried in the countryside
It's exploding in the shells at night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom

13. Chromium 6 - Thomas Newman

14. Malign - Thomas Newman

15. Holding Ponds - Thomas Newman

16. No Colon - Thomas Newman

17. Occasional Tombstones - Thomas Newman

18. Xerox Copy - Thomas Newman

19. Technically a Woman - Thomas Newman

20. Water Board - Thomas Newman

21. 333 Million - Thomas Newman

22. Hinkley Reverse Mix - Thomas Newman

23. Everyday is a Winding Road - Sheryl Crow

I hitched a ride with a vending machine repair man
He says he's been down this road more than twice
He was high on intellectualism
I've never been there but the brochure looks nice
Jump in, let's go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low,
These are the days when anything goes

Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine

He's got a daughter he calls Easter
She was born on a Tuesday night
I'm just wondering why I feel so all alone
Why I'm a stranger in my own life
Jump in, let's go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low
These are the days when anything goes

Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine

I've been living in a sea of anarchy
I've been living on coffee and nicotine
I've been wondering if all the thing I've seen
Were ever real, were ever really happening

Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine