Antony And The Johnsons

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Epilepsy is dancing
She’s the Christ now departing
And I’m finding my rhythm
As I twist in the snow.

All the metal burned in me
Down the brain of my river
That fire was searching
For a waterway home

I cry “glitter is love!”
My eyes pinned inside
With green jewels
Hanging like Christmas stars
From a golden vein

As I came to a screaming
Hold me while I’m dreaming
For my fingers are curling
And I cannot breathe.

Then I cried in the kitchen
How I’d seen your ghost witching
As a soldering blue line
Between my eyes.

I cry “glitter is love!”
My eyes
Pinned inside
Sea green jewels
Hanging like Christmas stars
From a golden vein.

Cut me in quadrants
Leave me in the corner
Oh now it’s passing
Oh now I’m dancing.

Antony And The Johnsons

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Nota: Não compreendo os versos que sugerem tanto, que não chegam a comunicar. Não sei fazer a síntese de 50 chaves de leitura. Gosto da força das palavras ao serviço de uma ideia.

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