APRICOT SUNDAY EP

by FEATHER BOX

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released 10 April 1996
DAMIEN YOUTH: Vocals & Guitar
JUAN WOODFORK:Bass
CHRIS ZIMMER: Lead Guitar
ERIC DONALDSON: Drums
CLAY MIXON: Keyboards

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tags: 90's alternative cult indie pop lo-fi rock underground acid folk gothic indie rock psychedelic New Orleans

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Track Name: Apricot Sunday
Apricot Sunday, sky is gray
I stand in the window
she's sleeping in her canopy bed
She wakes up & watches me
open the window
& listen to the sparrows singing

Do you remember when the sky was gray
& every day was Valentine's day
Do you remember when the sky was gray
& every day was Valentine's

Apricot Sunday, opium girl
hands me a bouquet
of marigolds & withered flowers
She lifts up her funeral veil
Autumn winds whistle
unfastened leaves are fluttering down

Do you remember when the sky was gray
& every day was Valentine's day
Do you remember when the sky was gray
& every day was Valentine's

She's locked inside my memory
I still remember everything
She's locked inside my memory
She takes me where I cannot be

Apricot Sunday, opium girl
hands me a bouquet
of marigolds & withered flowers
She lifts up her funeral veil
Autumn winds whistle
unfastened leaves are fluttering down

Do you remember when the sky was gray
& every day was Valentine's day
Do you remember when the sky was gray
& every day was Valentine's

She's locked inside my memory
She takes me where I cannot be
She's locked inside my memory
I Still remember everything

Do you remember when the sky was gray
& every day was Valentine's day
Do you remember when the sky was gray
& every day was Valentine's
Track Name: Circles
Like a mantis draped in white
in the shadows of the liquid night
crawling godless to a closing door
anti-matter in the hands of love
in the hands of love

& I, I go 'round in circles
I saw god & all his angels too
& I, I go 'round in circles
I say peace & love
& I go round in circles
Like a holy man in the opium daze
with his killing hand, black tooth heroin
with the mushroom eyes & the jackal smile
& the hand of love in the hand of love

& I, I go 'round in circles
I saw god & all his angels too
& I, I go 'round in circles
I say peace & love
& I go round in circles
Like the broken man in the fortress
of the golden lamb

Like an insect under sticky light
On a space ride to the other side
Still ascending from the mortal core
Still pretending, in the hands of love
in the hand of love
& I, I go 'round in circles
I saw god & all his angels too
& I, I go 'round in circles
I say peace & love
& I go round in circles
Like the broken man in the fortress