Andy Samford kicking ass on guitar, Brian Martin on bass, and Jim Garn (MTC) on drums... A song that was assembled bass-ackwards. I'M FIGHTING TIME Sitting in the movies back in 1985 The first long weekend in July With Doc and Einstein…

Up with the sunrise My new morning routine Late last night with the fireflies One more dimly-lit scene Need to trade in these old eyes Hard to tell red from green Pull the visor down tight And tie up the chain Let's ride blind in the…

You can't say I didn't warn you You wear your recklessness with pride Death will be riding right behind you all along A friend you never could deny But still you try Keep your wits about you Lean into the turns along the ride The only…

This song is written by Keith Landry. He asked me to sing it and off course I wanted that!! Thank you Keith! About "Keep It Simple (with Inge)" Well, I wrote this song as a note to my wife (who makes lists from time to time). I thought…

Motion, set in motion by your actions Forced to hide in this cavern Where your spear tip will not reach Display, on display for the big show Hand fed by humans now if I could only reach above the water (Chorus) I reach out with all…

Creating conscience collectives Subjugate yourself for delivery The undisputed tolerant dictator following Underground slave to the state Righteous device of the chosen few Discovery of the demon, but you don't know what to do Believing…

Collecting coins, for your fountain of youth A life based on substance What you have you can't lose The bottom is ugly Tattooed on their skin The top of this world Must be right where you live You flaunt what you have Attention you crave…

Analyze analytical actions I suppose Formatting frustration fickle fascination falls Recite riddles maybe, or measure many moves Controlling correct posture Pulsing perpendicular (Chorus) I know to some degree the source of the lyrical…

There's a darkness creeping in the woods by a brimstone tree A withered headless horseman traveling on the breeze A mighty footprint measured 15 inches long Whispered voices rolling in off the fog (Chorus) Transcribe plates made of stone…

A lullaby to close the album.