So you want to prove yourself, huh? You keep whining and complaining that you can't get a chance to prove yourself. Oh, why won't they let you prove yourself?! You already are. It's not going well.

An instrumental tone poem.

And now for the feature presentation...

Seize the day, but not at the expense of tomorrow.

A duel at dawn, only the pistols have been replaced by boxes of belongings, and instead of turning and firing, the two just keep on walking away.

You would have liked my cousin Jody, when he was alive...

All that you want from me is anxiety All that you want from me is fear All that you want from me is complacency After all, it's an election year

Introducing...!

The epic conclusion of Enigmatic, but not really the anti-"Imagine". John Lennon believe humans were smart enough to accept peace and unity as the one great solution. I'm much more cynical, so I believe we will one day reach peace and unity, but…

We paid the price to ride the ride A loving respite in a lonely life The humid night will fold come fall Can't we pretend it won't at all?

"...And, lo, the haves found themselves underneath the same garbage-strewn overpass as the have-nots, the materialism that reflected their status now long evaporated in a haze of repossession, foreclosure and regret. The only question the originally…

An instrumental with a slow, hypnotic build. A love song for someone somewhere else.

I never copped to the Beautiful Mind definition of crazy. I know people who have been deemed insane. They're not liberated; they're scared. This is for them.

A melancholic reprise sets the tone for a darker "side two".

An interlude before "I'd Rather Be There" - Home is anywhere you'd rather be.

Every get tired of the little lies we tell ourselves to get through the day? Do we really believe the truth doesn't reveal itself, even in the lies?

If it's really love, it doesn't matter if you're in a Park Avenue penthouse of "some old efficiency coffin built for two..."

A fable of the old west, the sins of the father cast on the shoulders of the son.

It's the story of someone who played his role with dignity and with responsibility all his life, yet toward the end of it he has to wonder if it was all in vain...

I have many musical influences, one of which is that thick Brian Wilson / Beach Boys harmony. While my songwriting is seldom as sunlit and carefree as his, this still should be considered a respectful homage.