Dark Fruit, by Ancient Milk

Dark Fruit

by Ancient Milk

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1.	Dark Fruit 05:53	lyrics	buy track
Crawl up from the floor Maggots at your nose Eatin’ all your bones I am, I am home I made a sugar skull just for you, my sweet I cuddled with a stone just to read your name Bogie at your door Never, ever more Reaching for report Live our lives in lore As I say all of my goodbyes and go to sleep I drift and decline, hold hands with Hades In the summer, we would see The burning down of all the trees Things will die, but they’re reborn The joy of watching kingdoms falling down
2.	Dark Fruit (The Cyclist Remix) 03:55	info	buy track
3.	Dark Fruit (Heart Island Remix) 06:21	info	buy track

about

In a vanguard effort to introduce their debut LP, Alligator Indian chose the tune "Dark Fruit" to single-handedly represent the album. Balancing lyrics that deal with hope, loss, death, Florida wildfires, and of course vampires, "Dark Fruit" twists through haunting ivory interplay between Mister Church's and Miss Bubble's keys before erupting in tribal triumph and percussive payoff. To further articulate the audio, analogue auteur The Cyclist and pop patron Heart Island reimaginatively mixed, or "remixed," the song. The sparse drone of The Cyclist's version cuddles alongside Heart Island's saccharine dance, creating a trio of immersive and entertaining tracks built around one unit of song.

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