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The Atlantis Experiment EP

by Nico de Benito

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1.
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
2.
Blue Lips 04:09
Loss of innocence, well I don’t believe in innocence anyway Crucifixion, well I crucify me every day Getting dirty, well I’ve always been dirty I wade through it, I live for the self-pity (CHORUS:) Blow me away with your kindness Give me an eyeful, beat me a real heart Nurse me to health, teach me how to love Like a human who isn’t just playing the part Kiss me on my blue lips, Masochist me on my blue lips Sucker for punishment, deaf to encouragement Kiss me on my blue hands, blue heart, blue lips Blue hands, oh blue heart Blue rose, oh blue lips Spoilt spoiled, I was born to an oil slick So self-absorbed it’s enough to make anyone sick Damaged goods, well I’m not convinced everyone isn’t My self-awareness is so warped it is a double prism (CHORUS x1) What doesn’t kill me makes me hunger Hunger for a silence A silence old as mountains Loud as it is quiet What doesn’t kill me makes me violent Violent with a vengeance, vengeful with resentment Biting at your heels like the jet, black dogs Whose teeth are all that I feel (CHORUS x1) Blue hands, oh blue heart Blue rose, oh blue lips
3.
Lighthouse 04:22
I know not what I want I want not what I have I have not what I want I want not what I know in here with a light on I know not what I fear I fear not what I know I want not what I have I have not what I want to have is a light on Lighthouse with a light on A light on in the lighthouse The lighthouse has a light on A light on in the light house I fear not what I feel I feel not what I know I know a little less A little less than you You, you with the light on I have a little fear I fear a little house I house a little cold It’s cold without a house in here with the light on Dear Captain John, dated 1939 It has been four months since last you wrote When I saw your letter I could have cried My heart swelled up like a billow of gold dust blown through glass I was sorry to hear your plans To hear your mother’s plans For you to marry that dreadful girl Oh god what was she called Something dire like Cornelia It’s painful to accept That you won’t return to me We’ll only ever meet serendipitously And even then I’ll have to be courteous and clean No more searching for you beneath the froth and waves of my sheets Thank you for your interest In my legs, they’re getting better Already, yesterday I walked as far as The church where last we met I said a prayer to God knows who I lit a candle so a light would be on I wake up in the night I’m cold I need a light I run out to the yard I stumble in the dark Why is it that no matter where I run I can always see the sea? I’ll have a little house A house upon the shore A wife, three kids or more I won’t see you no more, More, more with the light off I know not what I want I want a little more I need a little more Signed sincerely truly yours evermore, with the light on
4.
Rope 03:36
I can’t control you, if I could I’d tie you down with rope, with rope, with rope, I want to own you I don’t want to feel requited, I want to be the one Don’t flinch or struggle, if you do you’ll feel the rope burn, rope burn, rope burn, But if you like it, which I suspect you do, then struggle away I can’t control you, if I get the rope out will you let me burn you I can’t control you, if I get the rope out will you let me own you (CHORUS:) All that’s left for us to do is elope You can bring the flowers my love and I’ll bring the rope State of emergency only way I can cope Is if you bring the camera and I bring the rope (x4) Intricate, intricate, intricate delicate in the cut My brain, my heart, like blood in rain Like artichoke hearts, one wilts, one starts Like rosebuds, in bloom, unfurl, slow zoom It stings, relents, refurls, extends I can’t control you, if I get the rope out will you let me burn you I can’t control you, if I get the rope out will you let me own you (CHORUS x1) (x4) Intricate, intricate, intricate delicate in the cut All that’s left for us to do is elope You can bring the flowers and I’ll bring the rope State of emergency’s only way that we can cope Is if you bring the camera and I bring the rope
5.
Paper 01:44
I’m used to feeling strong California redwood strong I’m used to buffering wind and rain I’m used to withstanding storms I'm used to clenching nettles I’m used to enduring cold I’m used to resting my chin on the curb I don’t know how to fold My veins channel mercury most days My thighs are wrought from lead My lips withstand persistent gnawing I’ve weathered the darkest dread But before you I feel like paper You could rip me straight in two Before you I am tissue thin I break like I am taught to do Before you I am paper You know I’m at your mercy You rip me just to see me rent And float me out to sea

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released May 20, 2013

All tracks recorded, mixed, arranged, programmed and produced by Apollo.
All tracks written by Apollo.
All vocals, violin and piano performed by Apollo.
Additional production on tracks 1 and 2 by Alicia Jane Turner.
Additional engineering on tracks 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 by Alicia Jane Turner.
Additional backing vocals on track 2 by Jenna Dobson.
Additional backing vocals on track 1 by Alicia Jane Turner.
Cover image photographed and edited by Jamie Abraham-Brett.
Styling, hair and props by John-James Laidlow.
Make-up by Jenna Dobson.

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