Infinite Vacation from Dangerous Situation by Little Arcana
Tracklist
| 7. | Infinite Vacation | 5:40 |
Lyrics
Pop your leather notebook and write down some Latin
phrases that you picked up from midnight feature madness
Spiders in the attic spin webs from the rafters,
boxes of comics old board games and records
Interrogate yourself on the walk, there you have it,
pull the mirror back until you’re ecstatic
Watch your face change the longer you look, wonder when you die how much will it hurt
Imagine yourself as small as can be
In a windowless room with nothing to see
Hammer and chisel compete for your hand
to tear down the walls or cave in your head
Pull back the page and glimpse your designs
from a painless black bag to a ten story dive
Read the first line of your last note
Poke at your heart, pull on the rope
I can show you the life of the mind
A state of the soul, blessed in kind
I move so fast when I sit still
I’m never less alone than when I’m by myself
It’s a sweet trip to elevator music,
you know vacation never really ends.
It’s a sugary drip on your forehead,
heavy hangs the crown, bruising your neck.
And I’m too scared to do it, I can’t do it.
But fascination blinds me, the rotting skin of the world is peeling. Treacherous light is leaking.
I can show you the life of the mind,
A state of the soul, blessed in kind
I move so fast when I sit still
I’m never less alone than when I’m by myself
I’m clocking out
And I’m not coming back
I’m off on the infinite
Vacation, all I ever wanted
Vacation, have to get away.
