Thundering Water - Single

by Apollo

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released 06 May 2013
Recorded, mixed, arranged, programmed and produced by Apollo.
Written by Apollo.
All vocals and violin performed by Apollo.
Additional production and engineering by Alicia Jane Turner
Additional backing vocals by Alicia Jane Turner
Cover art photographed by Jamie Abraham-Brett.

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Track Name: Thundering Water
And so it starts, a gunmetal trigger
A strongly worded letter, a knife in the leg
And so it professes to be the final moment
And so I prepare myself, I am sure I’m chosen

(CHORUS:)
Thought I could bat my eyes and you’d come like dragonflies
Like they come to cool water, come to cool off
Thought I could offer up a smile and the seas would part a while
But not a drop, honey, not a drop moved

I feel everything, I feel everything
I feel everything, but it’s never enough, never enough

Thundering water, heavy as oceans, wider than rivers, hotter than jets
Slower than glaciers, colder than ice floes, holding my head under the wet

And so it unfolds, a calm invocation
A circle of gemstones, a face in the shade
And so it professes to be the final moment
And so I prepare myself, I am sure I’m chosen

(CHORUS x1)

As a slender and mild kid, I found an octopus washed up on the beach,
I held it in my hands and pushed it into my face
I invoked Amphitrite, calling her so that she could
Grant me tentacles and three hearts

She poured out of me in cold jets of thundering water
I begged her to take me with her, between her waves,
Pull me down, where I could no longer breathe, push me into the depths
So that it might finally be enough

And you can pull apart my skin, rip the tarpaulin, dig your nails in
Pull out the flesh, revel in sin, grapple my cartilage and push your tips in
And you can tug at my tendons, splay them out and play with them
Like a blown fan of red ribbons, scratch my bone with your thumbs

I feel everything, I feel everything, I feel everything, I feel everything
I feel as if I’m pushed out feet first, sending ripples both ways
As I search for a raft half-hidden by haze,
I feel everything, I feel everything, I feel everything