Björk

Joga

all the accidents that happen follow the dot
coincidence makes sense only with you
you don't have to speak I feel
emotional landscapes
they puzzle me

then the riddle gets solved and you push me up to this:

state of emergency
how beautiful to be
state of emergency
is where I want to be

all that no-one sees you see what's inside of me
every nerve that hurts you heal deep inside of me
you don't have to speak I feel

emotional landscapes
they puzzle me
confuse

then the riddle gets solved and you push me up to this:

state of emergency...