Songtexte: Bjá¶rk. Mouth's Cradle.

There is yet
Another one
That follows me
Wherever I go
And supports me
Ah, this tooth is warmthlike
This tooth is warmthlike
This tooth is warmthlike

And these teeth
Are
A ladder up to his mouth
All these teeth are a ladder
That I walk
That you can walk to
If you want
If you want, up to
The mouth, mouth's cradle
Up to the mouth's cradle

He always has a hope for me
Always sees me when nothing else
And everyone have left
Can care
That ghost is brighter than anyone
And fulfills me with hope
Those beams assure me

And you can use
These teeth
As a
Ladder up to
Mouths cradle
The mouths cradle
And you can follow
These notes I'm singing
Up to the mouth's cradle
The mouth's cradle

The simplicity of the ghostlike beast
The purity of what he wants
And where it goes
Always love
Always loves you
Always loves with, infrared love

And you can use
Those teeth
As a ladder up to
Mouth's cradle
Mouth's cradle
You can use
Those teeth
Follow my voice
Tooth by tooth
Up to the
Mouth's cradle
The mouth's cradle

I need a shelter to build an altar
Away from all the Osama's and Bushes

I need a shelter to, to build an altar
Away from all the Osama's and Bushes