Ancient Vacation

by Incan Abraham

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released 11 October 2011

Produced by Incan Abraham

Recorded by Clinton Welander and Giuliano Pizzulo at Sunset Sound in Hollywood, CA and Salami Studios in N Hollywood respectively

Mixed by Clinton Welander at The Sound Factory in Hollywood, CA

Mastered by Jeff Lipton at Peerless Mastering in Boston, MA
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Maria Rice

Thank you, first and foremost, to our parents.
And also, a big thanks to all those who contributed to our Kickstarter, most specifically: Murray Lappe, Beth McCauley, Amalia Anastasopoulou, Angla Lippillo, Lesley Maki, Lauren Matthews, Salami Studios, Noah Kraft, Alex Stone, Gideon Arom, Elizabeth Henry, Terry Putterman, Michael McCarthy, David Hauser, Carol Weitz, Chuck Scholer, Shane Tilton, Marcia Strean, Owen Rosenblum and Better Days Productions, Elliot Jacoby, Tony Pizzulo, Jamie Ansorge, Aaron Folb, Janice Weitz, Bob Rosen, Adam Peterson, Frank Pizzulo, Richard & Marcia Hurwitz, and Abby Melamed

Special thanks to Mike Clinco at The Stem Cell for equipment usage and additional vocal recording

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Track Name: Paper Army
I'm painting pictures
I'm parrying your scriptures with my hands
lay my head down
pray that when I wake you've come and gone
electric textures and embryonic fissures will always make amends
for the hand-drawn leaders of our paper army shame
and you know us all by name
and everything's for sale.

Wrapped all the angels in cables
and estranged them from the shell that they came in
thought just for a second that i'd cry
smoke break elixir
take 6 and make a mixture of their sovereign names
playing post card carriages to places far away
and you know us all by name
and everything's for sale
and you knows us all by name.

Wanna die when I hear you say,
that I can't say it all
later on we'll paper mache
something ageless

I'll tell the angels,
I'm telling all the angels that I'm scared of the outcome
pray for things to come but know they wont
we're on the inside
you really are the friends that I knew all along!
but you will not tell us all the things you wanna know