Björk
Björk - Thunderbolt lyrics
Your rating:
Stirring at water's edge, Cold froth on my twig, My mind in whirls Wanders around desire. May I, can I, or have I too often? Craving miracles May I, can I, or have I too often now? Craving miracles Craving miracles No one imagines the light shock I need, And I'll never know From whose hands, deeply humble, Dangerous gift as such to mine come. May I, should I, or have I too often? Craving miracles May I, can I, or have I too often? Craving miracles Craving miracles My romantic gene is dominant And it hungers for union, Universal intimacy, All embracing. May I, should I or have I too often Craved miracles? May I, can I or have I too often Craved miracles? Craved Waves irregularly striking, Wind stern in my face. Thunderstorm, come, Scrape those barnacles of me! May I, may I or should I too often Crave miracles? May I or should I or have I too often All my body parts are one As lightning hits my spine, Sparkling Prime runs through me, Revive my wish I am inviolable. May I, can I, or have I too often? May I, can I, should I, or have I too often? Craving miracles