Amphibious, Androgynous Songtext
von Jenny Hval
Amphibious, Androgynous Songtext
In my dream, you are slippery
My interest grows immediately
You have seaweed between your fingers, lips and limbs
Amphibious, androgynous
Amphibious
Ninety-eight percent water
I try to write love songs
But my words remain in my hands
And my hands fall to the floor
Somewhere in the distance something hurts
I dream I have a lover made out of twigs
I snap his legs and snap his lips when we kiss
Yes, you′re him
The way it goes
This worries me
The dream doesn't fade, it keeps worrying me
I try not to hurt you, but in my dream
The twigs keep breaking
I touch so gently but they snap
And when you open your mouth to speak
You make no sound
Silently coughing up black sap
In real life I haven′t even seen you up close
Only from below
In the dream you are silent and I am the headsman
I try to write love songs
But with every word
I can hear the twigs breaking
Somewhere in the distance something hurts
The next day it is
I who break
It's a clear spring day
And I filled with sky
Ninety-eight percent blue
A day I'll find myself downing black things
Coffee, raisins, raw chocolate
I can feel my bones
Burn to coal
My blood burns to oil
Black sap, I′m becoming you
My interest grows immediately
You have seaweed between your fingers, lips and limbs
Amphibious, androgynous
Amphibious
Ninety-eight percent water
I try to write love songs
But my words remain in my hands
And my hands fall to the floor
Somewhere in the distance something hurts
I dream I have a lover made out of twigs
I snap his legs and snap his lips when we kiss
Yes, you′re him
The way it goes
This worries me
The dream doesn't fade, it keeps worrying me
I try not to hurt you, but in my dream
The twigs keep breaking
I touch so gently but they snap
And when you open your mouth to speak
You make no sound
Silently coughing up black sap
In real life I haven′t even seen you up close
Only from below
In the dream you are silent and I am the headsman
I try to write love songs
But with every word
I can hear the twigs breaking
Somewhere in the distance something hurts
The next day it is
I who break
It's a clear spring day
And I filled with sky
Ninety-eight percent blue
A day I'll find myself downing black things
Coffee, raisins, raw chocolate
I can feel my bones
Burn to coal
My blood burns to oil
Black sap, I′m becoming you
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