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Antony And The Johnsons
Antony And The Johnsons


Информация
Жанры Chamber Pop
Dark Cabaret
Годы 1998—н.в.
Лейблы Rough Trade Records
Secretly Canadian
Сайт Website
Состав
Antony Hegarty
Julia Kent
Parker Kindred
Jeff Langston
Rob Moose
Maxim Moston
Doug Wieselman



Альбом Antony And The Johnsons


I Am A Bird Now (01.02.2005)
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Hope there's someone who'll take care of me
When I die
Will I go?

Hope there's someone who'll set my heart free
Nice to hold
When I'm tired

There's a ghost on the horizon
When I go to bed
How can I fall asleep at night
How will I rest my head

Oh I'm scared of the middle place
Between light and nowhere
I don't want to be the one
Left in there
Left in there

There's a man on the horizon
Wish that I'd go to bed
If I fall to his feet tonight
Will allow rest my head

So here's hoping I will not drown
Or paralyze in light
And godsend I don't want to go
To the seal's watershed

Hope there's someone who'll take care of me
When I die
Will I go
(repeat)

. . .


My lady story
My lady story

My lady story
Is one of annihilation
My lady story
Is one of breast amputation

My lady story
My lady story

I'm a hole in love
I'm a bride on fire
I am twisted
Into a starve of wire

My lady story
My lady story

Lie in road for you
And I've been your slave
My womb's an ocean full of
Grief and rage

My lady story
My lady story
My lady story
My lady story

And still you're coaxing me
To come on out and live
Well I'm a crippled dog
I've got nothing to give

My lady story
My lady story
My lady story
My lady story

I'm so broken babe
But I want to see
Some shining eye
Some of my beauty
My lostest beauty
My lostest beauty


. . .


One day I'll grow up
Be a beautiful woman
One day I'll grow up
Be a beautiful girl

One day I'll grow up
Be a beautiful woman
One day I'll grow up
Be a beautiful girl

For today, I am a child
For today I am a boy

For today, I am a child
For today I am a boy

One day I'll grow up
I feel the power in me
One day I'll grow up
Of this I'm sure

One day I'll grow up
I know whom within me
One day I'll grow up
Feeling full and pure

For today, I am a child
For today I am a boy

For today, I am a child
For today I am a boy

For today I am a child
For today I am a boy
For today,I am a child
For today I am a boy
For today I am a child
For today I am a boy
For today I am a child
For today I am a boy
For today
For today I am a child
For today I am a boy
For today
For today I am a child
For today I am a boy.

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Yearning for more than a blue day
I enter your new life for me
Burning for the true day
I welcome your new life for me

Forgive me, Let live me
Set my spirit free.
Forgive me, Let live me,
Set my spirit free.

Losing, it comes in a cold wave
Of guilt and shame all over me
Child has arrived in the darkness
The hollow triumph of a tree.

Forgive me, Let live me
Kiss my falling knee
Forgive me, Let live me
Bless my destiny.

Forgive me, Let live me
Set my spirit free,
Weakness sown, Overgrown
Man is the baby.

Forgive Me, Let live me
Set my spirit free,
Weakness sown, overgrown,
Man is the baby.

Man is the baaaabbbbbyyyyy.


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You are my sister, we were born
So innocent, so full of need
There were times we were friends but times I was so cruel
Each night I'd ask for you to watch me as I sleep
I was so afraid of the night
You seemed to move through the places that I feared
You lived inside my world so softly
Protected only by the kindness of your nature
You are my sister
And I love you
May all of your dreams come true
We felt so differently then
So similar over the years
The way we laugh the way we experience pain
So many memories
But theres nothing left to gain from remembering
Faces and worlds that no one else will ever know
You are my sister
And I love you
May all of your dreams come true
I want this for you
They're gonna come true (gonna come true)


. . .


What can I do
When the bird's got to die
What can I do
When she's too weak to fly
What can I do
When she's calling my name
She's crying
Mama, Help me to live
What can I do


. . .


I was lying in my bed last night staring
At a ceiling full of stars
When it suddenly hit me
I just have to let you know how I feel
We live together in a photograph of time
I look into your eyes
And the seas open up to me
I tell you I love you
And I always will
And I know that you can't tell me
So I'm left to pick up
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion
I feel your fists
And I know it's out of love
And I feel the whip
And I know it's out of love
I feel your burning eyes burning holes
Straight through my heart
It's out of love
I accept and I collect upon my body
The memories of your devotion


. . .


Well and I can and I die
I can, I die

Well and I'm freezing
I'm freezing

Well it's a sly curse
A sly curse

Well and I'm spiralling
I'm spiralling

In the broken heart game
I've got all my files
I've got all my ones to choose from
I gave waiting for you
Waiting for you

I'm ravage like a dog in heat
I'm gone, gone
???
I am, I'm undone
I am undone

Where go, where now
I can't stand
If I can, I can die
I'm freezing
It's like us
I'm spiralling

In my cruel life God poisoned
I was born old
Not a girl and not a jewel
I am,I am some son
I am some bum

Where go, where now
I can't stand
If I can, I can die
I'm freezing
It's like us
I'm spiralling

. . .


Way down yonder in the graveyard walk
I thank God I'm free at last
Me and my Jesus going to meet and talk
I thank God I'm free at last

On my knees when the light pass'd by
I thank God I'm free at last
Tho't my soul would rise and fly
I thank God I'm free at last

Some of these mornings, bright and fair
I thank God I'm free at last
Goin' meet my Jesus
In the middle of the air
I thank God I'm free at last

Ladies and gentlemen
Antony & The Johnsons

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I am a bird girl now
I've got my heart
Here in my hands now
I've been searching
For my wings some time
I'm gonna be born
Into soon the sky
'Cause I'm a bird girl
And the bird girls go to heaven
I'm a bird girl
And the bird girls can fly
Bird girls can fly

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