Non-lp lyricsRed Apple Boy.It's a red apple day, they say - I don't agree. It's a red apple day, they say - I don't agree. In the rust of the valley of the river of the night, I feel obliged, to be dark, to be alive. It's a red apple day, they say - I don't agree. A red apple day, they say - I don't agree. Because the sun is a piece of paper torn from the Sunday magazines. Someone's spat on the back and slapped it up against the wall. It's curling at the edges, now it's about to fall - I feel obliged. It's a red apple day, they say - I don't agree. A red apple day, they say - I don't agree. Coffee's burnin in the pot, the clock on the wall stopped - just then the penny dropped. I had a red apple boy, she said - Don't agree. I had a red apple boy, she said - I don't agree. In the rust of the valley of the river of the night I feel obliged. From Traineater by The Book of Knots. Writers: Thomas-Parkins-Wolf-Bossi-Kihlstedt-Hamilton-Maimone. ©2007 Bug Music / Eye of Night / Broca's Fold / Boston to Bombay / Maim One Music. Lyrics by David Thomas. |