Björk Immature歌词

One breath away From Mother Oceania Your nimble feet make prints In my sand You have done Good for yourselves Since you left my wet embrace And crawled ashore Every boy is a snake is a lily Every pearl is a lynx is a girl Sweet like harmony Made into

Boite à musique : Jack Perron 专辑:Vespertine 歌手:Björk 歌曲:Frosti

We live on a mountain Right at the top There's a beautiful view From the top of the mountain Every morning I walk towards the edge And throw little things off Like car-parts, bottles and cutlery Or whatever I find lying around It's become a habit A w

Björk Jóga Lyrics all the accidents that happen follow the dot coincidence makes sense only with you you don't have to speak - I feel emotional landscapes they puzzle me then the riddle gets solved and you push me up to this state of emergency how be

I wish: I want to stay here I wish: this be enough I wish: I only love you I wish: simplicity Bjork Look at the speed out there It magnetizes me to it And I have no fear I'm only into this to Enjoy And didn't have to touch I wish I'd only smell this

Underneath our feet, crystals grow like plants. (listen, how they grow) I'm blinded by the light (listen, how they glow) in the core of the Earth. (listen, how they grow) Crystalline internal nebula (crystalline) rocks growing slowmo (crystalline) i

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I'm a fountain of blood In the shape of a girl You're the bird on the brim Hypnotised by the Whirl Drink me, make me feel real Wet your beak in the stream Game we're playing is life Love is a two way dream Leave me now, return tonight Tide will show

in a forrest pitch-dark glowed the tiniest spark it burst into flame like me like me my name isobel married to myself my love isobel living by herself in a heart full of dust lives a creature called lust it surprises and scares like me like me my nam

bjork - pneumonia get over the sorrow, girl the world is always going to be made of this you can trust in it unless you breathe in bravely i adore how you simply surrender to high and your lungs they're mourning teepee-style all the still-born love t