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Children Having Children

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1.
Film 03:36
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Tell me your name if you know mine And spill your life in bullshit rhymes I sit unopened, half confess That maybe you will commit the crime If you call that a guess It sure was a good one It's time to dress up and sing Like we know what it means We'll howl at midnight We'll paint our towns with one red And keep our backs to the spotlight If I'm a friend I'll call you a stranger We'll speak in truths with our Eyes on the same prize Unplug every danger We want to be known in every word So know that you feel somehow new Common ground is quite a find In you I found a matching lifeline Printed stronger than my own Kind hearts beat with red meat minds Soak up the drip We'll keep our heads down My audience of one I am if you want me to be I sip on the transfer I feel with the right, then the left No questions, all answers There are no signs I ride in spite of Losing sight It feels alright that we left Our questions unanswered As we dug at a tried source of light Neglected impressions somehow grew
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The Morning News 02:28
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Oh Mr. Smith, there is no closure Show me the man who never falters Show me the men, teeming in the bayou Rare are the mourners who won't indict you First or second, a pecking order Contains itself but feels no borders How many dead with grinning faces Had I died with you I could raise their numbers But my body has been replaced by this one I don't want to know you better As I've since learned patience Think of your life as a spoiled vacation
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This Certainty 03:21
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Hold me tired, for now at least And I am myself at a loss for reasons With no preparation, just our sweat and rested sour breath Have we become the champions of subversive season Our palettes blank, our walls unspoken? In all this I gently rub my foggy eyes, my foggy eyes For what it is to see it The past is stale but edible Potential pale but visible I wait for you there at the top of the stairs And when you appear, I'm in love with you Too soon, too soon, but the same soon for you too Once you let me wonder what your mouth knew Then you showed me Ever since, I haven't been articulate enough to say it It's criminal, this certainty But it's guiltless and we dine with such abandon Such enchanted little tongues and teeth Become sympathetic arms as the dusk wears on I push into you and you love me again You love that our passion is silent in this restaurant I love it too Absent of what we both contrived In less important eyes You wait with me there at the top of the stairs Like a friend would The next day I nap in your bed, knowing you'll wake me Whether you wake me or not, I hope you'll look at me asleep And be as glad that I belong there as I am to never move I'll have no way of knowing, but if you do that It has never mattered
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Museums 05:02
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I sit here with you like a stranger and yet What have we become and what can we forget In the unknowing, we solve the crises of history Absolved of the mystery, they stare at the opposite wall If one should crawl forward, I'd scrape up my knees Like God in the progress, approaching the truth But unfortunate tangling of body and boots will prevent it The boots of Almighty and minions on children On us, as we sit here in silence, like strangers As it finds us out Shaking the roof off our doubt From foundation up Deprivation drones Shaking frontiers from our homes Creating museums Out of where we should try to live My thoughts are so far elsewhere Off in Hell's care Bring me back to where Museums crumble Alexandra, come home I've been bathing the demons I'm not ashamed to stand here And fan the flame While I'm alone Until you come home My thoughts are so far elsewhere Off in Hell's care Bring me back to where Museums crumble Knapsacks rumbling I feel God rattling in my fingers Stumbling with mortal grace To capture these moments I feel the future buzzing in my teeth Taste the present now A gift among these aged walls Down every hallway, out in the cold Impressing the hands we've held Compressing intangibles Undressing repressions Foregoing intentions And making the mold Soon I'll sit among strangers, without you, deny it And wonder their reasons, my guesses the pretense By which I keep quiet and fail at the bridge whose building I beg for A peer with a pen, my veneer their vernacular Spectral except a decision to spit at the envelope Push it away, peddling direction, not substance Writing cannot free anyone, it offers an arrow Pulling like pointing like the air blows Into me but never a resident Never finding out Never reciprocal Amusingly cyclic Amusing until they are shaken awake And I'm with you all Fucking in bathroom stalls I hate art I like kissing I want them to see that the rest of us Celebrate celibacy with the candor That hanging our ganders can bring to these walls Should I be building or burning museums?
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In Theory 04:12
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In an authentic pursuit The gaudy tides of redundant motion Weigh down my hands like the wrong jewelry Like the worst words I've ever heard And wish, instead, I'd said them And wish, instead, I'd said and sputtered lonely soot In an authentic pursuit I will judge you and the drugs you do Recoil at your excuses and wince a little bit Since a little fit now will tunnel my senses Through the best years of a life I'm living In an authentic skin In an authentic skin I manage a grin through the ordeal In an afternoon appeal Rudely survive in the abscess of hope As I recede to what must be the back of my throat And address the authentic in suspension of proof I continue to resist beneath a shade of blue rust Leave it through trust When you speak to me of what is most important, I take my world and make it blush In an authentic skin I begin to long for make up Misleading, but in our case, dead on To the extent that the human face as canvas Can betray the eyes as windows grown thicker at the bottom The glass I found so solid drips and drags down I felt this before the top had thinned Before time's weight shaped fuzzy clocks in hollow sockets Under brows arched in the faint remembrance Straddling crinkled, imperfect noses

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released October 17, 2007

Children Having Children:

Steven Kaiser & David A. Palatsi

Featuring Nathan Lathouse & Adam Bailey on drums and Evan Robertson on cello

Very special thanks to Matthew Fugel for guitar, vocals, and intangible contributions

Songs by Steven Kaiser (c) 2006 (BMI)

Recorded by Children Having Children at Southern Tracks and Studio H

Mastered by Rodney Mills

Photographs by Ali Hackathorn

Band Photograph by Stephanie Routier

Layout by Stephanie Routier, Ali Hackathorn, Ben Kuester, Matthew Fugel, and David A. Palatsi

All our gratitude for various favors performed -- often unknowingly -- by Tom Tapley, Mike Clark, Brendan, Nick, Billy, Ali, Stephanie, Ben, Slater, Jacque, J.P., Moms and Dads, Kaitlyn Fugel, Ally Kaiser, Sal Gentile, Jeff Calder, Fern, Billy Corgan, Jimmy Chamberlin, and gullible listeners.

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Children Having Children Brooklyn, New York

Steeped in equal parts rock, alternative, and post-everything, then stirred with orchestral ambitions and sweetened with noise, CHC likes to do as they please in an attempt to pay homage to the legacy of great songwriting.

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