Jenny Hval - Amphibious, Androgynous lyrics
[Jenny Hval - Amphibious, Androgynous lyrics]
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 tug 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?
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 fill with sky
Ninety-eight percent blue
The day I find myself downing black things:
Coffee, raisins, raw chocolate
I can feel my bones burn to coal
My blood burns to oil
Black soap, 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 tug 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?
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 fill with sky
Ninety-eight percent blue
The day I find myself downing black things:
Coffee, raisins, raw chocolate
I can feel my bones burn to coal
My blood burns to oil
Black soap, I'm becoming you