in eyeland - The Low Anthem

No one here

Believes in suicide

You can’t turn off the show

Under your eyelids

Ones in turquoise

Zeros and violet

Are lonely

Spinning mid-air

See the blue heron

Drowning in radio waves

In the suburbs

Feeding from koi ponds

Spying on lovers

How lonely

The colors are real

No one denies

It’s a beautiful trick

That you dream into life

A beautiful trick of the eye

In the dance of the body

Her fleshy red treasure

What cannibals crave

What scientists measured

And all that you feel

Maybe all that you ever are

No one here believed in suicide

When you lift the skin

With your cinema eyes

It’s more than an eyelid

Dreamt on her island

And lonely right where

The colors are real

No one denies

It’s a beautiful trick

That you dream into life

A beautiful trick of the eyes