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On the Line
03:20
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What’s the point after all of the written word?
It only reaches where we dare
Stretch it out and twist it around
You won’t show, I can’t speak
You won’t hear me on the line
On the line
Features change in the haze of memory
But what about your true face?
The lights are moving faster
Shining down on my hiding place
There’s no doubt this luxury is mine
On the line
You made your point, but it soon was lost in the wind
And left alone behind the screen door
If you like, you can hang me out to dry
But you can’t take me off the line
Off the line
Words and music by Mac Randall
© 1994, 2016 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
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At an End
05:59
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At one end there lies another
The ends multiply, like jilted lovers
“Don’t leave us here,” they say, “please linger”
But the bee has lost its stinger
It spirals down with useless wings
A life that’s fair, there aren’t such things
The only recourse as time extends
Is to stand and face our many ends
(Write the words)
One after another
Do they follow?
What is following?
As the pickings get slimmer, we all grow grimmer
But I was always grim
In the theater of our middle age
We wait for a sign summoning us to the stage
The sign never comes, though the light descends
Leaving us all at the loosest of ends
Words and music by Mac Randall
© 2016 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
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Follow the Signs
04:08
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He rode off the rails just to show his worth
Left for a moment, gone for good on return
A truth expressed in the palm of his hand
I tell you now this will not stand for long
Ten years in charge, but of what he’s not sure
So many times he’s almost walked out the door
But the lure of security wins every time
Even though he knows his mind is owned
By another
Follow the signs, follow the signs, follow
Will you ever see them?
Do you get the sequence?
Then follow
Even though he knows his mind is owned
By another
Follow the signs, follow the signs, follow
Will you ever see them?
Can you learn to
Follow the signs, follow the signs, follow
Follow the signs
Will you follow?
Words and music by Mac Randall
© 1998, 2016 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP)
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Category
10:14
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Flashing ambulance lights
Reflected on the metal
Sliding up and down the metal
The cold, hard metal
The blade was finally put to use
Lies there on the pavement
In the gutter by the corner
The cold, hard pavement
There’ll have to be a new category
To divide experiences
Say what you will, it'll never do
Wave goodbye to your friends on the boat
Blow the horn in the car to be sure
Out on the open sea, how estranged we can be
This may be the last time, you might not be happy
Anymore, anymore, anymore
There’ll have to be a new category
To divide experiences
There’ll have to be a new category
That’s what they’re telling me
Wave goodbye for the last time
You can’t live your own life anymore
No more, no more
(Wave goodbye to your friends on the boat)
They want, they want
To divide everything
Don’t you let them do it
Words and music by Mac Randall
© 1988, 2016 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
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Mac Randall New York, New York
Mac Randall is a singer, songwriter, and guitarist who lives in New York City. He has been a member of various Boston- and New York-based groups, including Bedsit Poets, who released two acclaimed albums on the Bongo Beat label, The Summer that Changed (2005) and Rendezvous (2008). Mac has also been a professional writer and editor for 25 years, specializing in music and related subjects. ... more
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