Whose Are These - Antony & The Johnsons, Anohni

Whose are these

They are not mine

They must come from some other time

Some other place

Long ago I watched thou turned on from snow

These eyes that whims

Not of my face

They grasp when these I cannot trace

These eyes they cry

Some they don’t know

And yet they’re to soak off his flow

I stole them from your daughter

I stole them from your mother

These hands of their lost child

Their dreams remain defiled (x3)