Heirloom

Bjork

I have a recurrent dream

Every time I lose my voice

I swallow little glowing lights

My mother and son baked for me



During the night

They do a trapeze walk

Until they're in the sky

Right above my bed



While I'm asleep

My mother and son pour into me

Warm glowing oil

Into my wide open throat



I have a recurrent dream

Every time I feel a hoarseness

I swallow warm glowing lights

My mother and son baked for me



They make me feel so much better

They make me feel better



We have a recurrent dream

Everytime we lose our voices

We dream we swallow little lights

Our mother and sons bake for us



During the night

They do a little trapeze walk

Until they're in the sky

Right above our heads

Right above our heads



While we're asleep

My mother and son pour into us

Warm glowing oil

Into our wide open throats



I have a recurrent dream...



They make me feel better

They make me feel better