Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Body Memory, artist - Björk. Album song Utopia, in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 23.11.2017
Record label: One Little Independent
Song language: English
Body Memory |
| First snow of winter |
| I’m walking hills and valleys |
| Adore this mystical fog |
| This fucking mist |
| These cliffs are just showing off |
| Then the body memory kicks in |
| I mime my home mountains |
| The moss that I’m made of |
| I redeem myself |
| I’ve been wrestling my fate |
| Do I accept this ending? |
| Will I accept my death |
| Or struggle claustrophobic? |
| Fought like a wolverine |
| With my destiny |
| Refuse to accept what was meant to be |
| Then the body memory kicks in |
| And I trust the unknown |
| Unfathomable imagination |
| Surrender to future |
| Oh how to capture all this love |
| And find a pathway for it |
| Like threading an ocean through a needle |
| River through a keyhole |
| Can’t fathom the grasp |
| I can’t grasp the fathom |
| Then my body memory kicks in |
| My limbs and tongue take over |
| Like the ancestors before me |
| Show me the flow |
| My sexual DNA |
| X-rays of my Kama Sutras |
| Summons different bodies |
| Compares spines and buttocks |
| And back of necks |
| And my body memory kicks in |
| Simply takes over, beastiality |
| I redeem my body |
| I wasn’t born urban |
| Toxic doesn’t agree with me |
| Love lured me here into a stagnant state |
| My myths, my customs, ridiculed |
| Vacuum packed molecules |
| Then my body memory kicks in |
| On this Brooklyn dance floor |
| Sweating with these rhythms |
| Rotate this matrix |
| All trapped in legal harness |
| Kafkaesque |
| Farce like patriarchy |
| Avoided to confront it |
| Then the body memory kicks in |
| My warrior awakens |
| My turn to defend |
| Urban didn’t tame me |
| Then my body memory kicks in |
| All bosoms and embraces |
| Oral, anal entrances |
| Enjoy the satisfaction |
| If the other is growing |