Apricot Angel from Apricot Angel by Flung

Imagine us, home

Oh, find a braid in the night upon us
We’re eating the apricot you promised
That fiery April was the longest
Through sun in my eyes, a window on it

[We dream of things we can’t see
It’s no different we know
How we look, how we stand
How we shook with her hand]

[You were the corner star, brighten the metaphor
We weren’t gonna go, oh we weren’t gonna go
Eating an edible, grabbing the telephone
We weren’t gonna go, oh we weren’t gonna go, oh
Crossing a time before, awaken an animal
We weren’t gonna go, oh we weren’t gonna go]

Dressing up for the sea, dressing up for the sea
Only wanted to be, dressing up for the sea

Dressing up for the sea, dressing up for the sea
Words are calming to me, dressing up for the sea

• Experimental
• experimentalelectronic
• indiepop
• jazz
• mathrock
• pop
• Oakland