Golden Antlers - Glass Animals Written by:David Bayley Look at this poor boy All dressed up in white Now how can he smile With a face of all eyes He wanders the night
Through smears and words snide Spinning round and round His precious mind Like dizzy neon lights
Can anybody find out
Any other way
It's choking up his throat now
And dripping out his mouth
Like liquefied dying sparks Like burning butterflies
These creatures are vampires
They're killing by the night
They're falling from the dead trees
To silhouette your life
He sees this white face
Brains lit grey and cold Trees grow in their throats And crystals ignored His cellophane mask has filled up with smoke
Look through the holes in his eyes And see his red righteous soul
Can anybody find out
Any other way
It's choking up his throat now
And dripping out his mouth
These creatures are vampires They're killing by the night
They're hanging from the dead trees
Like burning butterflies
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Brains lit grey and cold Trees grow in their throats And crystals ignored His cellophane mask has filled up with smoke