Björk - Her Mother's House

The space in your voice
Shows the scale of your compassion
The tone of your voice
Reveals the space you give others

The more I love you
The stronger you become
The less you need me (Less you need)

A dry voice comes from a stingy heart
But a moist voice comes from abundance

The more I love you (Your voice)
The better you will survive
The more freedom I give you

When a mother's house
Has a room for each child
It's only describing
The interior of her heart

A balloon painted with red clay
With lubrication will not crack
But will inflate evenly
And float higher

Undo, undo, undo, undo (The four chambers)
Undo, undo (of her heart)
Undo

Björk - Ancestress

my skull is my cathedral
where this matrimort takes place
when i was a girl she sang for me
in falsetto, lullabies with sincerity
i thank her for her integrity

my ancestress’s clock is ticking
her once vibrant rebellion is fading
i am her hopekeeper
i make sure hope is there at all times

my ancestress has left all manners
her pulsating skin rebelling
the doctors she despised
placed a pacemaker inside her

when you’re out of time
how you look back changes
did you punish us for leaving?
are you sure we hurt you
was it just not “living”?

she has idiosyncratic sense of rhythm
dyslexia, the ultimate freeform
she invents words and adds syllables
handwriting, language all her own

i don’t have that story in my mouth
when you die, you bring with you
what you’ve given

the machine of her breathed all night
while she rested
revealed her resilience
and then it didn’t
you see with your own eyes
but hear with your mother’s
there’s fear of being absorbed by the other

by now we share the same flesh
as much as i tried to escape it
this is no mediocre debris
my ancestress
this is the odour of our final parting
those have been the perfumes of separation
for centuries
ancestress!

nature wrote this psalm
it expands this realm
translucent skin
let go of a cold palm
embalmed

Björk - Allow

The warm, open wind on my skin
Primordial, a plants glazed at me
With moisture directed at me, erupts
My hair fossilised with salt and crust (Crust)

Allow, allow, allow
Allow you to grow (Allow)
Allow, allow, allow, allow
Allow, allow, allow, allow me (You to grow, you to grow)
Me to grow (Me to grow, grow, grow)

Allow, allow
To grow

I look up at the treetops
I will braid those twigs together
Create a cathedral ceiling above me
How I long to float at midair
Between the branches amongst impossible magic

Allow, allow, allow
Allow you (Allow, allow, allow)
Allow, allow, allow it to happen (Allow, allow you to grow)
Oh, happen to us
Allow, allow, allow (Ooh)

I made a moon (Allow, allow)
A translucent one
Now could I (Cut it out into something)
Cut it out for someone like you
How mysterious I must feel to you
The universe and the sky too
My little phoеnix
When you burst out a song from my lips

Björk - Freefall

Freefall
I let myself freefall
Into your arms
Into the shape of the love we created
Our emotional hammock
Safe inside the fabric of this love-woven membrane

Everytime we kiss
Share songs and films
Hike mountains and beaches
Our joined presence gains form
Our affections captured in a structure
Visceral sculpting of our love into space

If we cling to what we used to be it will burn our soul
We'll get hurt
Unless there is absolute trust
Then we will become one
Become one

Our solar systems coalesced
Softly surrendered into itself formed a nebulous cloud
A gentle meeting of gas and dust
We amalgamate
Arctic persian compassionate
Illuminate, illuminate, illuminate, illuminate, illuminate