Vacations

by The Caution Children

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Released by Tokyo Jupiter Records in 2008

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released August 8, 2008

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Track Name: Separate Fears
There's a word for every hope and every triumph
It gets pushed back
You forget to...

Time's a mental distance we place when it gets too hard or painful
Then it turns to separate rooms then separate states then separate thoughts.
No!
Could they pinpoint single moments?

Give more time to think this through or find it out or slow it down
Just slow it down

Something stands on the surface
No!
The dream of what's underneath
No! No!
A flash of bigger, older
No! No!
Just a glimpse of
a hint of…
No! No! No!
And there are times when I am sleeping when my head and limbs are far apart.
The separation never touches
No! No!
the type of things that I should realize.
No! No! No!
Track Name: Lion Eating Poet In The Stone Den
A heartbeat that pulses above and below

A feud of generations played over and over
Repeat this passage to turn it to nothing
These sounds are first stories, then stories are real

I have a dream

I have a dream but that dream is a question *2

Atmosphere taken by multiple meanings
Things fall apart to float side by side
Sieves full of white light pour skies in reverse
It changes perspective

A push and a pull
Relief made to focus
A back and forth dance of language and rhetoric

A heartbeat that pulses above and below *2

If this time‘s a facet, then a red colored ball can be seen from space
A blood-covered ball that loses its gravity
Intense conversation that loses its gravity
A body so dizzy it loses its gravity

A feud of generations
Turn it to nothing
These sounds are our stories
Turn it to nothing
Multiple meanings
Things fall apart
This time is a facet
Turn it to nothing
I have a dream but
Turn it to nothing
Intense conversation
Turn it to nothing
It changes perspective
Turn it to nothing
A body so dizzy

A heartbeat that pulses
Turn it to nothing*2
Track Name: Slippery Strange
We came back
We sat for tea
The stranger looked more at home than we did
He possessed a shadow of the strongest father, but made me uncomfortable

He never left
We never talked about it
No one said a word

He'd enter the room and make decisions
He moved like his body was a trap
I guess it was

The man was so awkward
yet he stayed.
He had taken over the house
We gave it to him!


 Whatever he was…
...a cuckoo that kept its nest so still that others could watch him eat?

Ten months later,
That living interjection was gone
We never talked about it
No one said a word

I saw him much later at night, in the sea
His bulbous head was showing, staring up at the moon
He looked at me and then slipped under
Track Name: The Near Room
Made wide open/found accepted/crest climax/legend rumor

less less*3

It refers to a shifting house 

It refers to speaking nonsense 

The disconnect of mind and flesh 

Some body saying stop or no 



It's a bell that sounds but doesn't fade, 

a gray peripheral that spreads to center 


He goes out one more time, one more time... 

then another time 

and what for? 



Vessel cannot respond

This ship will not respond



Made wide open/found accepted/crest climax/legend rumor

less less*3
Track Name: Our Movement In Squares
I've become I've become what I've always been afraid of 

Without context,
anything's scary *4 



A signpost, a pinprick, a new elaboration, I'm set 

An arrow to follow, a far destination, I'm set 


With each circle, I forget the lines between them 



When I get there it's not victory, it's a breather 

Confrontations become less important to me 

I enjoy everything 

Loose ends are commonplace 

They are accepted 



When the sun rises white and you've stayed up too long, it feels good to know that
you're still set in motion*2 



When the sun rises white and you've stayed up too long, it feels good to know that
you're still set in motion*3 



The correlation becomes harder to calculate 

It makes me smaller 

The unexpected is a chore 

It could take any excuse 



Trial and error 

To see what fits 

I could try this on 

To see what fits 

For now 

To see what fits
Trial and error 

To see what fits 

I could try this on 

To see what fits 

For now 


Watch the car pull away from the place of the mailbox 

An address 

A welcomed door 



Watch the car pull away from the place of the mailbox 

An address 

A welcomed door 



A speck in the distance, shrinking from view, is easily missed*2
Track Name: House Language
An accent at an unexpected place

A moment that was made with words
Pacing known to just a few

Something so old could not be more clear



This could be it*2

To be honest…



Edges brushed borders

Some feathers ruffled yours

but all things in context

when all's said and done

You painted the star source
*2

This could be it
*2
Track Name: Long Gaps And Little Gasps
Now it comes to me
The allegory of the cave
To turn the will on a sense of self
but we keep moving forward in a dizzying circle
Not a quickening drain, an upward spiral
A brighter light in a forest at night

Oh!

Things that are alien we interpret as killers
This is saving me

Now I believe
I've been made a believer