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I want to marry Björk. I think she is one of the few artists that can make such explosively powerful music with such seeming ease. With just one cry, she makes all my hairs stand on end and my heart well up to the point of explosion, sating everything one could ever want in a song. I’ve been listening to a lot of her lately too. There’s too much music to listen to it overwhelms me so I procrastinate listening to the “new stuff” and I retreat back into my lovely cocoon of past music. Once I enter back into a discography like Björk’s, it’s just too hard to leave because I just don’t want to be saved from the darkness. I am a fountain of blood, in the shape of a girl. You’re the bird on the brim, hypnotized by the whirl… HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEA!!!

Anyways, here is one of my favorite favorite all time favorite favorite love love loved songs of all time. Of ALL TIME. Ok. I think I made myself clear. After the jump!

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Björk – Pagan Poetry

Pedalling through
The dark currents
I find
An accurate copy
A blueprint
Of the pleasure
In me

Swirling black lilies totally ripe
A secret code carved
Swirling black lilies totally ripe
A secret code carved

He offers
A handshake
Crooked
Five fingers
They form a pattern
Yet to be matched

On the surface simplicity
But the darkest pit in me
It’s pagan poetry
Pagan poetry

Morsecoding signals (signals)
They pulsate (wake me up) and wake me up
(pulsate) from my hibernating

On the surface simplicity
Swirling black lilies totally ripe
But the darkest pit in me
It’s pagan poetry
Swirling black lilies totally ripe
Pagan poetry

Swirling black lilies totally ripe
….

I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
She loves him, she loves him

This time
She loves him, she loves him
I’m gonna keep it to myself
She loves him, she loves him
She loves him, she loves him
This time
I’m gonna keep me all to myself
She loves him, she loves him
And he makes me want to hurt myself again
She loves him, she loves him
She loves him, she loves him
And he makes me want to hurt myself again


MP3: Björk – Pagan Poetry

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