Everglade
Antony And The Johnsons
The Crying Light (2009)

When I’m floating in the water
And Your eyes are lilies all around
When I’m lying sweetly in my bed
The sun plays crystal with my eyes
Then I stop
My body stops crying for home
My limbs stop weeping for home
When I’m peeping in a parlor of trees
And the leaves are winking all around
“I’m home,” my heart sobs in my veins
But brains they play the softest games
Fingers kiss the string
Mouth taste the blade
of Everglade