Björk — Thunderbolt

Björk Thunderbolt

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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 who's hands, deeply humble,

Dangerous gifts 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?

Crave?

 

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

Inviolable.

 

May I, can I, or have I too often?

Craving miracles?

May I, can I, should I, or have I too often?

Craving miracles?

 

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