Virtual Focus

by Brandon McCarron

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recorded in Warren, Michigan April - October 2010

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released November 1, 2010

written, performed and produced by Brandon McCarron

cover artwork by Matt Wilhelm

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Brandon McCarron Warren, Michigan

Brandon McCarron writes songs and then records them.

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Track Name: Wheatfield
monday evening, ill-conceiving
doors and back porch chairs
tuesday morning, still absorbing
shock waves down the stairs
voices calling, wednesday crawling
volatile and scared
twinkling blocks and balmy flocks
will warm the silent air

thursday meeting, cellphone greeting
rough big-city breeze
throwing hands up, propaganda
dust confetti sneeze
echoes ringing, friday clinging
gently swaying trees
crows will scatter late on saturday
to sundays seas

through the wheatfield at night
i catch a glint of the moon on your shoulder blade
and i'm taking your hand
and i'm taking your hand
Track Name: Big Groups And Small Groups
big groups of sputter and small groups of brick
sparse groups that shudder and dense groups that stick
two lives of anguish and two sides of sickening want

it ain't no celebrity, ain't some gold chains
big groups and small, the same pleasures and pains
but all of that grass leaves the greenest of stains on the eyes

every time the suds make their effortless way through
there's some threat that's new
there's some thread of you and you and you and you

big toys of lawlessness, small toys that press
big groups and small groups and months of unrest
choose one and choose one and make it the best or the worst

there's some threat that's new
there's some thread of you and you and you and you

big groups of cluelessness, small groups of clues
big loves and small, how the hell could you choose?
they all leave a similar color of bruise, don't they?
don't they?
Track Name: Your Majesty
try too hard
sell your face
bleeding tales of you
red and orange and blue
try too hard
and cake your surface
when you're content to be
just what we see
your majesty shines through

fantasies
floating up
a thousand eyes and ears
a thousand fleeting tears
seems to me
it ain't that glossy
when you're content to be
just what we see
your majesty appears

hallelujah
a false decree is crumbling into dust
they'll do what they must
but you've just got to be

butterfly
colored white
green is not for you
red and orange and blue
butterfly
radiating light
when you're content to be
just what we see
your passion leaves us still
sincerity flows true
your majesty shines through
Track Name: They've Stopped Cutting Their Lawn
they've stopped cutting their lawn
and all the echos have gone
the wind whips down the street
but the wooden curtains stay drawn

you're still slithering by
with that melancholy look in your eye

why you wanna hear that horrid sound again?

it all has died for you
it's all alive for you
today

they've stopped cutting their lawn
and all the people have gone
the clock hands with their brawn
stole the brief light of dawn
some soft rain on the street
keeps pattering on
will it ever truly leave?
or is it just an apparitional song?
you want it again
but not for too long
to wait up and see
just where it went wrong

why you wanna hear that horrid sound again?
when it's gone
gone, gone, gone, gone
Track Name: Golden Ways
i don't want no stress at all
but he's squealing down the hall
change my town and i hear it even clearer
he don't call no one for weeks
'cause they ain't got what he seeks
when he really should be scouring for a mirror

he ought to try some golden ways
before the incandescent rays run thin
and everybody's done

he don't want no stress at all
he don't have no stress at all
'cause he's reeling in the hands that feed him daily
he walks down to buy some smokes
like a consequential hoax
eyeballs big and breaking a ukulele

he ought to try some golden ways
before the incandescent rays run thin
and sunny days are gone

anyway, it's been hard out lately
keeping up on the line
take me however you want to take me
and sit spastic with your brain on rewind
Track Name: Cactus
cactus and blacklisted
thrown to one side
making space for a taste
of wild animal hide
so i'm balanced and steady
and under-occupied
when the cactus arrives

cactus of plastics
all over my house
lain dormant in torment
for a curly-toothed louse
but awake and aware
of that self-absorbed blouse
when the cactus came out

water stored and water saved
desert pines wait to be bathed
to drink it now, to drink it now
don't drink it now

tossing and reeling
a hook on a wire
secretly stealing
some warmth from the fire
oh what to be feeling
oh what to desire
when the cactus expires
when the cactus expires
Track Name: It Won't Be Long
a pretty little tune
lately
is buzzing in my ear beneath the moon
shaping
bright flashes, proof when something's true
lady
soft moving, twisting just for me
it won't be long

rarely
have we ever consumed the same air twice
barely
and i need you
a moment alone
a moment of no protection
is calling me home
but lady
i will fill you when i'm near
it won't be long

and lady
i will fill you when i'm near
it won't be long
Track Name: Any Longer
bolted down and covered up
fed darkness from a paper cup
never knowing the brightness of true hunger
tall tales of a lovely breeze
outside gliding through the trees
but i refuse to only hear it any longer

who's the warden? who's the con?
who's table shall i rest blame on?
who's the loser? who's just getting stronger?
i've got so many things to say
and the world is moving in just the right way
i won't be throwing time out any longer

heaven, hold
and hell, flick my feet afire
so i can be
here today

knots are slipping from my spine
circles slipping from my mind
i won't be throwing time out any longer

heaven, hold
and hell, flick my feet afire
so i can be
here today

i've got so many things to do
the world is moving and i am too
i won't be throwing time out any longer
not throwing time out any longer