ANTONY AND THE JOHNSONS - Salt Silver Oxygen lyrics

rate me

The flying horse carries me across the sky

Triumvirate swallows make our breath

Can we grow a sun

A water run

The Great White Water?

Every slum an ox inside it

Sweet crevice for miniature flies?

Dancing with her casket

Christ becomes wife

The easy dust is dancing, too

It splits the waterside in two

Elect the Salt Mother

For She's a Selective Christ

Punch her ghost!

For sure she'll sigh

And watch the window gives rise