A Welcome Vacation

does anyone else like the version of this song on youtube better than the one on the CD?

and now she has the lyrics in the sidebar of the video, so this needs corrections.

And it�s too late, too late, And I don�t know when it turned into fate. Unavoidable, so I better get prepared. It�s too late, I�ll take Ignorance over being so scared. there you go[;

i posted lyrics for the album version ("Welcome Vacation [Album Version]"), with the corrections, if anyone wants to look at those.

really impressive lyric writing by julia.

I've pasted the lyrics as she has them on her video, and in parentheses I've put my interpretation of them. I never really realized what this song was about until my cat got really sick and was dying, then every word made perfect sense, so here's what it means to me.

It's close to home by blood or block (It could be your family or neighbor)

i hate the bed, and i hate the dock (They could have died in a hospital bed, or drown)

this loss of life is killing me effecting unexpectedly but what's one more yeah let me go let me suffer nice and slow the pack is watching patiently stand in line to wait and see (Maybe you're thinking about how your friends have died, and you don't know who will be next, it could even be you.)

but that's the problem seeing it coming does nothing till it comes we're deaf until the heavens are beating the drums (Even though we know everyone dies, we don't know how horrible it will feel to lose a loved one until they're actually gone.)

but it's too late, and i don't know when it turned into fate unavoidable so i better get prepared it's too late, but i'll take ignorance over being so scared (I think of this line as sung by someone with a friend dying of terminal cancer. It's too late to save them and you'd better prepare for them to go, but It's a horrible feeling. You would rather be ignorant of the fact that they are dying soon than have to be so scared about it all the time.)

i'm not coming out of this box till everyones forgotten me this aught to be a welcome vacation i'm not coming out of this box till everyone's forgotten me my thoughts will be secluded elation (When everyone around you is dying, you just want to crawl in a box and forget about everything around you.)

i'm starting to loose track of who's alive and who has passed on and on and on and who is here and who is gone

that's the problem seeing it coming does nothing till it comes we're deaf until the heavens are beating the drums

but it's too late